I’m proud of my little stash of finished projects. It’s satisfying to see them all folded neatly, ready to be gifted at the next holiday.
But, I have a second stash. A secret stash. A shameful stash. A stash that lives in the bookcase next to my desk (I started keeping everything there in the hopes that having to look at it every day would spur myself into doing something to take care of it… It has not worked yet).
It’s my stash of unfinished projects.
I’m not even going to show you everything, because it’s that embarrassing.
There are several pairs of socks- I decided halfway down the brown sock’s cuff that I didn’t love knitting the pattern. (I actually really like how the pattern’s turning out, it’s just a pain in the butt to do), and the black/pink socks were being knit at an insanely tight gauge… I don’t know why I decided to start a pair of socks on 0’s! I never knit with anything smaller than 2s! Not my smartest moment.
Then there’s the box overflowing with my Mama Bears. Which are in turn overflowing with stuffing because I realized that I don’t have any of the right colors of yarn to finish sewing them up! (I’ll probably just use some other scraps I have laying around, but there’s a part of my brain that thinks that if I just let the bears hang out in the corner for a little longer, they’ll magically grow extra yarn. Yeah… that’s how that works.)There are even some projects that are so old, I’m pretty sure I started them before I moved to the new house… almost four years ago. This scarf, for instance. I started it as a way to use some pretty fun-fetti-colored yarn I spun. But, then I decided the scarf was turning out too narrow. So now it lives in a project bag on a shelf among the other half-forgotten projects.Look! I even stole the needles from this project… that’s how little confidence I had in myself to finish this project. Sigh…I know I’m not the only one with a shameful WIP stash. Make me feel better! Tell me what you’re totally going to finish… (some day)