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I like yarn … and patterns.  I collect patterns. Lot’s of patterns.  My heart rate accelerates and I’m a happy, happy woman when I come upon a pattern with a new technique, squeal with delight when I discover a box of long forgotten tattered vintage pattern books at a garage sale.

I like old stuff, too – especially old wire gym racks that hold my ever growing collection of pattern magazines.  I see this rack of wonderful every time I walk through the back door.  Ahhh.  Isn’t it spectacular?

Why, then, do I beat myself up when I bring more of this joy into the house?  It doesn’t hurt anyone.  It’s a relatively inexpensive obsession – certainly not going to bankrupt us like, say, gambling would.

So what if no normal woman living a normal life span could do 1/10th of the projects I’ve earmarked.  So what if I die leaving a basement full of unworked yarn and a lengthy que of unfinished projects?

Yarn and patterns … hunting them, looking at them, using them … bring me joy.

It’s time I learn how to enjoy my joy. 

In fact, I vow to enjoy — with relish – more than just patterns and yarn.  I intend to cherish every delicious piece of  premium chocolate and every sip of extraordinary wine.  I’m going to snuggle down with good books and good TV more often — and ignore the house work just as often.  I plan on cracking open my laptop and write to my heart’s content and allow the dust bunnies to multiply.

Yes, indeed, enjoying my joy is going on the top of my to-do list.