What started as a smaller amount of yarn for a girl who barely knew how to crochet grew into a big pile of yarn that overtook my corner of the office for a girl who can't put the hook down. Steve was starting to twitch in his left eye because the pile of yarn was such a mess; disorganized, all over the floor. Even I was starting to be bothered by the pile of yarn that never seemed to stop growing (I'm liking clutter less and less in my "old" age). After a bit of thought about it, I headed to Wal*Mart and picked up a couple of flat containers and got to work.
Here's a picture of my yarn pile before I got started, after I had taken a bunch of it out of the corner and put it in the middle of the floor. I have to say... you can't tell but there's a LOT of yarn crammed into those 2 milk-crates. I didn't realize it until I dumped it out. There's also one more flat container and a small drawer full of yarn that I completely forgot to take out for the picture; that ended up getting dumped out and re-organized as well.
After 2 hours, I had all my yarn sorted and stacked up on the top shelf. You can see it all here in 4 flat storage containers and one large shoebox size container. The after-organization shot:
You can tell from the bottom container that it's still pretty crammed in. This is about 1/3 of the yarn I have; I still have another 4 of the larger storage totes in our storage unit full of yarn. I promised myself I would try very hard not to buy more yarn until 2009, and I promised Steve in February I wouldn't bring anymore in the house for another 3-6 months. I have plenty here to keep me occupied until May, that's for sure.