It sneaks up on you

When did a full third of my possessions turn into yarn?

Okay, so some of my books and media and stuff are still located up north, but my stash is here (YAY FINALLY WOOT!) and I'm not kidding when I say it makes up at least a third of my belongings. Possibly more if you count that the books I do have are almost exclusively knitting related and one of my two not-folding-chairs is my spinning chair.

It is largely unpacked now, though still pretty much in chaos. Organizing it will have to wait since that's a pretty big undertaking, but I have managed to dig out some yarn and fiber that I've been wanting to work with for awhile now.

I did get new shelves just to house the stash. They are courtesy of Lowes who, if you're looking, has some Container Store InterMetro clone shelves for something like a quarter of the price. They are shiny and sort of post modern industrial looking and fit all my apartment furniture criteria (can be easily moved by one person, come apart into their individual parts and weigh very little). Also I can hang spindles from the sides.

I'll post a pic when it doesn't just look like a rainbow threw up in the corner of my apartment (assuming that ever happens).

Of course, the only logical thing to do when you realize that your stash has gotten well out of hand?

Buy more yarn.

In my defense, I've been abstaining for oh... at least three weeks and it was a Wollmeise update.

Somehow I'm pretty sure that last part forgives everything.