For any of you who following my Instagram account, you may have noticed that I am an avid knitter. Not to say I’m a particularly speedy knitter (I’m not), or even a notably expert knitter (I’m somewhere between middling to not too shabby), but I am an avid one. I love knitting. Loooove it! I love the idea of it, I love the physicality of it, I love the patterns, I love the challenge and I love the sense of calm (when things are going as they should) that I get as the needles click and slide and most of all, I love the yarn.
Oh…the yarn (deep sigh).
I will admit that, on a good day, I have a yarn fetish that is unrivalled, but, oh boy, once autumn rolls around and winter looms on the horizon, that fetish amps up to the nth degree and nothing short of an intervention will keep me from my local yarn haunts to replenish my stash. Not that it was running low. Because it wasn’t. Not even a little. Honestly, the amount of yarn I have versus the amount of time I have to knit is embarrassingly uneven. But I swear, every time I walk into a yarn store, I cannot walk out empty handed.
I need help (don’t send help).
Mostly what I need is more yarn–I mean time! More time. Yes, more time dedicated to the knitting. So now, since taking up bullet journaling (because apparently writing and knitting weren’t enough obsessions for one person), I am using that to carve out a little time each evening/weekend for knitting. The picture above is my current work in progress. For the first time in a long time, I am actually knitting something for myself. Most of my projects go to friends and family as gifts, or get sold on my etsy shop, At Knit’s End.
And that is the story of my other creative outlet. My name is Kelly, and I am a knitting addict.