Stash Guilt

I don't necessarily feel guilty about the size of my stash. Yes compared to some it is large but compared to others it is quite small. My ravelry notebook is outdated so the total yardage I possess is unknown. However the guilt I feel is guilt for the yarn. The sweater's worth of this and that. Enough sock yarn that I could probably go the rest of my life and never run out. The yarn that caught my eye and won me over in the yarn store. the yarn that traveled 500 miles from Montana to Washington. It now sits.... lonely on the shelf.... in the dark. Knowing full well that it has a correlating pattern waiting for it. But a neglectful owner that walks in, looks at it, reorganizes it... turns around and walks out the door.... only to return with more. I feel guilty that my yarn is lonely.... that I am not toting it around with me to work, through out the house, on trips, etc... turning into into a beautiful garmet.