took place today.
Ahem.
Since we are renovating our flat, I had to clean out all the closets.
And this is when it hit my boyfriend that stash is truly a living thing. Since he last consciously observed me putting something in (and sometimes take something out), he never really realized that stash can really grow.
So here it is:
Several UFOS of the pullover-family (mostly red, burgundy or red...seems like I really do like the colour...)
Several UFOS of the sock-family (all kinds of colours and varied stages of being finished...now I know where all the 2.5 mm needles did go)
Several bags full of red, green and brown, black and white and pink and purple balls of wool, waiting to be knitted into whatever I intended it for...
This whole thing ended in him having a fit and then me having a fit in return (eat my pants, ya!) and me promising to spend night and day of the upcoming winter holidays knitting all that stuff into true and wearable things.
We'll See Where It Goes (and thankfully I have a lot of needles and tape measures and such)
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