I have a confession to make. I’m an obsessive list maker. I used to write a list of knitting projects I wanted to so every month or two. I updated it so frequently, that I never managed to cross off more than a few items.

But I haven’t made a knitting project list for ages. Yesterday, during one of the intervals between doing work and feeling too blah to do work, I started playing with my stash pic.

And after that a list was inevitable:

Tubey (from knitty.com)
Zhivago lace jumper (from Creative Knitting issue 11)
Squares Cardigan (in one of my previous posts)
Grey Dimmeys cashmere blend kimono top
Purple Shalisdair vest (wool I bought in the UK)
Black Bendy vest with black/green/gold handspun trim
Brown 12ply vest (op shop bargain)
Scribble Lace Slubby Silk shawl
Blue beanie to go with denim jacket
Brown slubby pillows/blanket
Facewashers out of leftover cotton?
Socks Socks Socks

4 large garments, 3 vests, 2 accessories, 2 homeware projects and socks. Only two projects require some extra yarn aquisition.

Looking at this list, I reckon it would take me about a year to knit everything on it. But knitting stash, and only stash, would be unnatural behaviour for me. There’s sure to be something new to distract me, or I’ll lose interest in a few projects, or I’ll buy a whole heap of yarn when I visit the Handknitters Expo or on my planned side trip to Australian Country Spinners on the way to Canberra later this year.

Despite knowing this, there’s something satisfying about knowing that knitting all this in a year is do-able. Nothing makes me more depressed than having tantalising creative projects to do, and knowing I’ll never find time to do them. My stash is in a state of perfect equilibrium when there’s not so much in it I’m overwhelmed, but there’s plenty to daydream about.