Some things never change

When I was young and foolish, I had a boyfriend who was really into music. He would buy a record (because I am old enough to have purchased vinyl records in my youth), tape it, and then we'd listen to the tapes. But he firmly believed (somewhat irrationally) that fast forwarding was hard on cassette tapes. So frequently, when I would suggest we listen to an album, he'd reply "We can't; it's not wound", meaning that we couldn't listen to side A until we had listened to side B. Drove me nuts. Fast forward 23 years (Oh God, I am old!), and I am in the throes of startitis, trying to decide what to cast on next. Kaleidoscope - damn, all 3 sock yarns are still in skeins. Lady of the Lake jacket - Mission Falls wool is ready to go, but the Lorna's Laces is in skeins. That groovy sock yarn that I thought of knitting into Monkeys - skeined. Handspun for Candleflame shawl - skeins. Laceweight for Tuscany - big hank o' silky goodness. Everything I want to knit right this very minute - I can't. It's not wound. Drives me nuts. Yes, I do in fact own both a swift and a ballwinder, but I find winding yarn kind of tedious. Partially because I don't have many convenient surfaces of the right width to accomodate the swift/winder clamps, so I end up with all sorts of weird arrangement, including holding the winder in my hand. Plus I always end up with one end of the yarn hanging free, and it wraps around the winder pole, and then Somerset wants to get in on the action...My life is sooooooo haaaaaaard! But speaking of hanks o' goodness: This is the great laceweight that my awesome Blogger Secret Pal sent me Isn't it lovely?