Yesterday I added to the storage units in my workroom, which led inevitably to sorting and tidying and endeavouring to get stuff off the floor and into said storage units. The downside of this was that that little accumulation of things I’ve managed to not look at too closely in the corner of the stash got hauled out into the harsh light of day.

And I had to admit that not only did I have UFOs, but I had more than one of them:

To the left at the back are two knitted pillowcases that ‘just need zippers’. Now, I’m not overly fond of sewing, and I’m particularly not overly fond of sewing when it involves zippers. How long have I been putting off sewing in these zippers? I don’t know, but definitely since before I started this blog. I’ve even had the cotton and needles stored with them all this time. I suspect I’m just not enamoured enough of the pillows to be bothered. Maybe I should just sew them up with a bit of ‘waste’ yarn that can be removed if I ever need to wash them.

To the right at the back is my Red Blanket. Though I started this project not long after I started this blog, it was a slow project and I don’t mind that I only recently took the last strip off the loom. Trouble is, I suspect ‘recently’ is now more than a few months. What’s got me in avoidance mode? Yep – sewing. And the need for a large free space to lay them out on and decide what order to place them.

To the left at the front are a pair of socks my Dad wore through at the heels. I promised to reknit them from the ankle down some time ago, converting them to re-soleable socks at the same time. This isn’t sewing, and would probably only take an evening or two. I’m a bit mystified as to why I have put this one off so long. Maybe because, though Dad loves his handmade socks, Mum has a strange grudge against them and has asked me to stop making him socks.

To the right at the front is my pair of Ribble socks. These are the only non-machine washable socks I’ve made – out of Koigu. I never wear them because it takes me weeks – sometimes months – to get around to hand washing them. And though I’ve only worn and washed them a couple of times, they’re already going a bit felty. Why are they in my UFO pile? Because I want to turn them into fingerless mitts or wristwarmers. Why haven’t I? Maybe because it means cutting up otherwise perfectly good socks that took some time to knit.

There you have it. My UFOs of shame. Clearly hiding them away and wiping them from my memory isn’t getting them done. It’s time to set up a few motivators. Like a new list in my sidebar. And keeping them in an annoying place in full view.