Moving on up...
So, I'm moving.I'm moving from my aunt's house to a house with actual roommates that is near public transportation. This means a severe rent increase but also perks like independence! the ability to go home without telling my aunt! not walking the dog!
But this also means packing. Packing a lot. Amazingly, despite having no real possessions despite my wheel, I have a lot of crap. My room is nothing but boxes and garbage bags and suitcases. Probably a little over two carloads, I think (not counting furniture). Which is pretty light, when you think about it.
See this bag?
That's one of three full garbage bags. That have nothing but yarn in them. I think I have more yarn than clothes. Scary? To me, it really is.
That was two years ago. So, all of this stash is new stash. I am scared.
Anyway, the real reason I was posting is that I'm in the middle of an afghan for some friends of mine that are getting married in the end of September. I ran out of one of the yarns for it. It really sucks trying to find this:
in this:
I'll be really happy when this move is over.
Off to go fill another suitcase.
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