Bad things happen when you clean…

by | Oct 3, 2008 | Uncategorized

No, seriously. There are many good reasons to hate cleaning. In fact my old blog was subtitled “My adventures in knitting and my noble goal of avoiding all housework.” It’s a good goal. One should always have goals. But I digress (as usual). The office has been a disaster lately, so I decided on some minor tidying up. And I pulled out the sock yarn basket. (Insert music of doom).


I found many half wound balls, and all sorts of tangled nastiness. Now the sock yarn basket used to be 2 baskets, but then I destashed. Today I found that it really needed some major attention. So I put things together, I un-snargled all the snargles, and I put my ballwinder to good use.


It’s bigger than it looks. There is a solid layer of wound balls underneath the hanks and skeins. Now you might be saying, crazy ole Corrina, this is a good thing. Look how nice your sock basket looks. You can finish the rest of the winding later, you did good work today.  And I did. I accomplished quite a bit. But then, the bad thing happened. I found this:


Notice the lone nature of that lovely sock. Looks nice doesn’t it? Cozy and with the happy colors? But it’s so lonely. So now I have to decide. Do I add another WIP to my ravelry page, or do I sacrifice this nice finished sock?

I guess the good news is that I knit it so long ago I forgot about it. It will probably be “new” and “exciting” to knit the second one. Right? Right?


  1. Kelley

    I remember when you knit that. Add another wip, but look at it as adding another very likely FO!

  2. Eric

    Must every sock have it’s mate? Who made up that rule? (Ah, knitting philosophy.)

  3. Daniele

    The basket looks lovely now, like art! You can even consider that an FO. 😉 I know you’re not taking that sock apart, are you?!?! OH – and I’m totally with you on the housework thing. Ha Ha

  4. Cadence

    Oh my goodness! This post made me laugh because it reminded me of what happened when I moved out of my MIL’s house…needless to say that all the yarn I carefully put in a box, making sure it was neat, was hidden and squished and snargled to all hell by my DW’s need to pack as much stuff as possible into one single box just to avoid an extra trip up two flights of stairs to our third floor apartment.
    Not that I blame her. Moving into a third floor apartment was no fun. But there was some good stuff that needed some serious un-snargling. Luckily, DW has nimble fingers so we managed to handle it…

    Good thing too otherwise I might have had to hurt her…


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