Lead us not into temptation

So... the stash grew.

The first purchase was intentional. I've been longing to knit a sweater for a while now, and when I got my tax return, I knew just what it wanted to become: the Stacy Pullover from Big Girl Knits.



Look at the yummy stitch pattern! (The color is digitally unenhanced- I couldn't figure out a way to keep the color and the stitch definition. :/) I'm very excited for this sweater, since I don't have many sweaters.

(The best reaction came from my roommate, who, as I was describing BGK's totally awesome approach to plus-size knitting, gave me a horrified look and said, "But you're not a plus size!" Oh yes I am, darling, and I'm not ashamed, either. I like my curves; I like feeling like I have substance. Not to mention I actually get to enjoy food this way.)

I flew into this sweater, doing the fastest knitting I think I've ever done. I got the yarn on Thursday, and yesterday the sweater looked like this:



The armhole shaping seems to defy my ability to count, but I started on the sleeve so that I could have something relatively mindless to work on during class. I really want to wear this sweater before it gets too warm. (Which, the way the weather is going, means I've got at least three months to finish it.)

That was the planned purchase. And then... today happened.

I walked into the yarn store with the intention of getting some of the sale sock yarn I had seen when I got the sweater. The sock yarn bin was gone, so I skimmed through the other things, thinking maybe I would see a skein of something really interesting. I wandered past some ribbon and some silk, and then.

Then.

From across the store: a sunshiny yellow.

I sprinted over to it, the happiest color of yarn I have ever seen in my life. In the middle of a blizzard, I needed some sunshine. I picked it up and fondled it a little bit. I tell you, I could feel the sunshine oozing out of the fiber. I was in a trance. I picked it up and took it home and made it my pet.



...along with several of its brothers and sisters.



It's a good thing I only had cash on me, because if I had had plastic, I would have gotten the other five balls. (Hey, it was clearance yarn- $4 a ball! How could I resist that?) It's a good thing the roads are snowy and awful, or I might have gone back to get the rest of them. I've never experienced a yarn like this before- I didn't even stop to think, just picked up all the yarn I could afford and took it to the counter. No second thoughts. No project in mind. Just absolute bliss in my fibery trance.

Now what will I do with 800 yards of sunshiny yellow yarn?

Maybe I'll just fondle it for a while.