Moment of honesty here. When I love something, I don’t just love it. I LOVE it. I obsess over it. I think about everything that I can make with it. I research for hours about the best deals for buying it, excitedly imagining all the crochet I’d be doing with it. I lay there at 2am wiggling around like a beached whale because I’m so excited about making something that I can’t sleep. I even created a blog where I can rant about it and I can’t see peoples eyes glazing over (even though they probably are while reading).
So I decided to do a series on things I obsess about! And it had to be a series and not just a post because… well… I obsess about a lot of things. Which is a new discovery for me, found out when I sat down to write this post and realised had I had trouble narrowing it down to just a few items. Maybe I need to revaluate a few things…
But anyway! Moving on!
Obsession #1 – Wool.
Lots and lots of wool.
Pink wool, blue wool, baby wool, solid colour wool, varigated wool, acrylic wool, wool wool, baby wool, chunky wool, skinny wool, fluffy wool…
I think you get the idea 🙂
I have several hiding places around the house where I stash my beloved wool. There is no way that I could have a wool problem if there are only a few balls in each stash spot.
Hush now. That is perfectly sound logic.
Now, I don’t think that I have too much wool. After all, I dream of crocheting. Sometimes I wake up thinking that I really made that blanket, or elephant, or pair of slippers, only to realise it was a dream and that I in fact had not made it. And that makes me sad 😦
Which, ahem. Makes me sound slightly odd. Apologies. All I can say is… well, nothing really… I am kinda odd.
But I have amazing wool!!! Booyeah!!