As I start this blog, I sit here, in my new home, with my cats beside me and the large number of boxes yet to be unpacked and organized beckoning. (I'm trying to ignore those... to no avail)

We finally got the last of our stuff out here on Sunday night, on the last ferry onto the island that day and collapsed into bed at 11pm after what can only be described as a marathon of moving over the last three and a half months.
DH (otherwise known as the Yarn Widower) had to go to work the next day and I feel for him as I think he is still recovering from the last drive out west.
Now all I have to do if get the truck unpacked.
This is what some of it looked like as we were packing the truck in Illinois. Most of what went on this load was boxes, and stuff out of the garage. The main furniture cam out here in Feb on the first truckload out. We had to leave some things behind as we just couldn't fit it into the truck, but most of those were things that we couldn't fit into the new house anyway. I have discovered that it truly is difficult to move into a house half the size and still retain all of your stuff... even when the DD has moved her stuff into her own apartment along the way.
I have also discovered that I am basically a hoarder. Not in the TV sense of the person who has trash everywhere in her house... but in the sense that I have never met a yarn or scrapbook supply that I didn't love/want/need to have. I am able to throw out many things... but craft supplies are another story entirely... So here's my challenge. Follow along with me as I try to sort through and organize my stash. My studio room is also our guest room so I have to figure out a way to make it work so that I am not embarrassed to have people over while still being able to be creative. I'll post pics as I go along

One of the more arduous tasks of running a yarn store is trying to keep track of inventory... I really should be working on those inventory reports right now, but instead I am choosing to complain about it here... Once a year, we have to do a physical count of everything that we have to ensure that what the computer says we have and what we actually have match up... Unfortunately, this is not always the case.  So right now I am sitting here with my coffee and my laptop, inputting in countless sheets of numbers from our manual count of product, which invariably does NOT match what the computer says we have.  As I said before... ARRRGGG!

On a brighter point... For those of you who have been reading the yarn widower's comments, and caught his nearly endless whining.. er... I mean gentle pressure... to get a new pair of slippers for Christmas, I am happy to report that he did indead receive those slippers, (I made the Fibertrends Felted Clogs) although they were not yet felted and the second one in fact was still in UFO form.  I tried to felt them in our fancy front loading washing machine... and after 2 runs through, they are still not felted to my satisfaction, so I guess that it is off to my friend's house where there is a top loading machine and I can felt the slipppers that I made for Stephen and Lorysa properly and enjoy a nice glass of wine with Jean.  Ok so I miss my old washer... but having to go felt with friend has it's perks as well!

OK so I am a dealer... All of my friends know it.  I have been known to surrepitiously sell bags of the stuff out of my garage when the husbands were looking the other way, I encourage my friends to add to their stash and I have publically made it my mission in life to create more addicted knitters and yarn-a-holics wherever I go.  So what's wrong with that?   After all, as yarn addicts, we can create lots of soft and cozy knitwear... and it keeps our hands busy.... so what if the kids go hungry while we complete that last row... and who really minds if we twitch in the night murmering in our sleep about the merits of different fibers or stitches? 

Am I really contributing to the downfall of our society? I don't think so.  Yes, I'll argue until I am blue in the face over the benefits of alpaca over acrylic.  And I'll always be willing to push .. er... I mean encourage the purchase of high grade ... I mean high quality product.  But look at the benefits to society...  It keeps us addicted yarnies busy...  and mostly out of trouble.  We can create the most fantastic and fun pieces of clothing, blankets and artworks.  And we have fun.  So I will choose to ignore any arguments to the contrary and continue to encourage the propagation of this addiction... 

After all isn't that what dealers do?