I've been slowly working on getting the stash organized and documented in Ravelry. Sometime early last year, in a fit of pre-baby nesting*, I cleaned out my half of the office, which had become a barely-glorified dumping ground for all the odds and ends we wanted to keep out of the reach of our firstborn. About three quarters of my stash was jammed in there, too, along with a big bin of samples. Enter this
hanging sweater bag that I stumbled upon at The Container Store. It lives in a tiny, under-the-stairs closet off of our weird little spare room, and it now contains 90% of my yarn. The blue bin down in the righthand corner houses spinning fiber and handspun, and the little white one has leftovers and laceweight. Samples have been re-homed, along with FOs and commercially produced, critter-susceptible clothing, to a cedar chest that I scored at a local thrift shop just before my due date last summer.
*nesting, in this case = panic-organizing, with the realization that I won't get another chance until who knows when.
hanging sweater bag that I stumbled upon at The Container Store. It lives in a tiny, under-the-stairs closet off of our weird little spare room, and it now contains 90% of my yarn. The blue bin down in the righthand corner houses spinning fiber and handspun, and the little white one has leftovers and laceweight. Samples have been re-homed, along with FOs and commercially produced, critter-susceptible clothing, to a cedar chest that I scored at a local thrift shop just before my due date last summer.
*nesting, in this case = panic-organizing, with the realization that I won't get another chance until who knows when.