This is my monument to Yarn.
I’m so excited about this setup, I could eat it.
I about fell over when our offer on this house was accepted and I found out I was going to have a room all to myself where the yarn could live free and unencumbered from that old chest of drawers…
… which is, yes, still holding yarn, but it’s the leftover yarn and the acrylic yarn and the unlabeled yarn. The real yarn lives in the cubbies now. The favorite yarn. The yarn I love.
We bought two cube units from Lowe’s (much, much cheaper than Ikea) — a 3×3 unit and a 2×3 unit — and stuck the smaller one on top of the larger. It was easy peasy.
I sorted the yarn from laceweight (top left) to sock to sport/DK to worsted to bulky (bottom right) and I currently have 2 cubes left over, which probably won’t last very long. I threw some cedar blocks in the cubes and keep the closet doors closed. Except when I’m sorting yarn or dealing with the explosion of my posessions. Which is, frankly, most of the time.
Having the yarn all tucked away and orderly makes me feel so much calmer than when it was jammed into a dresser, stuffed into bags around the dresser, crammed into bags on top of the bags around the dresser, and taking over our office space. Now we have two offices and space for all our hobbies, and it makes life a little easier. Calm. Peaceful. Ordered.
It’s a start.