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Hello, my name is mio and I’m a yarnaholic. (”Hi mio!”)

Today was yarn sorting day. My friend did most of it (she likes that sort of thing, and I’d rather crochet it than sort it, despite the OCD)

Here’s a series of pictures taken part way through the process:

(top left: mixed [mostly Bernat Super Value]; top right: baby yarn, Patons Melody, and another mixed bin [mostly Bernat Soft Boucle] and novelty yarns; bottom left: mixed bin including some Red Heart for my never-finished first granny square blanket, unfinished projects and extra hooks and tools in the drawers, bin of Bernat Satin [the lid wouldn't close on that one!]; bottom right: knitting looms, loose yarn [mostly Patons Melody], and the in-progress purple rose afghan, still packed from the trip)

She did a wonderful job:

(Note the “poison yarn” box. I’m allergic to the yarn in it, but that doesn’t stop me! I just put on the gloves first!)

Once it was all boxed up and she was ready to sit down and relax she came across two balls of Bernat Handicrafter cotton yarn. She remembered that she hadn’t seen any more of it in her sorting efforts. That’s when she realized the full scope of the thing: six large bins, two cardboard boxes, and a bunch of bags full of yarn, and that’s not nearly all of it! (Unless your name is Charles. Then that is totally all of it.)

In all of that sorting, we (by which I mean, she) found an imposter:

Just ignore the practice knitting hanging out of that basket!