Thought you'd enjoy this, all you crafters out there:











So true!

Knitting as Therapy

My name is Elizabeth Delisi, and I am a yarnaholic.

I buy yarn whenever I have an opportunity...at the NH Sheep and Wool Festival every year; at the yearly Wool Arts Tour; the yearly WEBS tent sale; and that doesn't even count the online shopping extravaganzas. I'm addicted, I admit. But my excuse is, it was tough for me to see how much yarn I had and what kind, when it was all stuffed in drawers and bags and not really visible.

Well, now we're moving to a different house and a different town, and I will have a craft room of my very own. I've already begun setting it up and the best part is, all the yarn is visible in pink plastic milk crates and other spots.

But now I've found another problem, this time with being able to see all my yarn. What is the problem with that, you may ask? Guilt! When I want to buy more yarn, how can I convince myself that I NEED more yarn, when I can see dozens of skeins just waiting to be used?

I reach for a gorgeous pink alpaca, stroke it, and put it back. Then a blue-shaded boucle catches my eye. As I put out my hand to pat it, a green cotton worsted shouts for attention. Too many yarns! Too many choices!

But I know that feeling won't last. Soon I'll be ready for more yarn, I just have to find a new justification. Thoughts, anyone?