A positive stash experience

I have oft grumbled that the majority of my so-called stash is crap. I have boxes full of leftover odd balls, freebies and crappy acrylic whose origin has faded into the mists of time. There are a few balls that belonged to my late mother and grandmother, and everybody knows that you can't just chuck out family heirlooms like Eaton's Sayelle, right? And a full ball of anything with an intact label has automatic immortality.

I do realize that I have a problem.

Well, yesterday I was in Michael's with the young one (and may I say it was a most uninspiring yarn experience) to find her some craft supplies. I picked up a free leaflet about making critters out of yarn, felt and googley eyes. And I am ecstatic to report that I had in the aforementioned Stash O'Crap the two very exact balls of yarn that the projects required (Bernat boucle and that godawful Disco). I mean, I even had the colours pictured. See, there's a reason I keep all this junk around.

If there was any hope that I would ever purge this stuff it has now been squashed like a bug.

Oh yeah, I edit this to add that the Wallaby is still creeping along. I have started the neck opening and am attempting to de-glitch the placket by changing the knits to purls on one side of the garter stitch border. If I understand the directions correctly you can get away with this if you're doing a stockinette hood. Which I am. So it's all good, I hope.