It’s no secret that I have a ridiculous stash. I’ve been fighting the
dreaded SABLE (Stash Accumulation Beyond Life Expectancy) for some time
now, and the only weapon I have is youth! But, barring medical advances
that would have me able to knit productively till about 120 years old, I
need to do something about my stash.
What really spurred me on was the stash swap party we had last week. I
had to go through my stash and get rid of stuff, and I was also
determined to bring home less than I brought. But, I have to say that
dumping out a comforter-bags’ worth of stash all over my dining table
was a bit of an eye-opener!