Well, sometimes, there are oddball colors, "orphans" of only one, or less than one skein, and just things that I don't have any good use for. So. I have, quite literally, 3 boxes or so of this. Large boxes.
What to do...
When I was working, some bit ago, I got the idea to make a scrap blanket. Husband and I worked at the same place, so I would ride with him. I took the blanket with me, so I had something to do while riding. One of the gals I worked with asked me about the blanket.
I told her that it wasn't really a pattern. It consisted of: choose how many stitches you want to work, choose a short border (however, I made mine a bit TOO short, and it rolls...), and use at least three yarns together when you knit. I mean, vague is the word of the day with this blanket... She looked at it, then asked me what I called it.
What I called it? She replied, yes, what's the name of your pattern?
As I mentioned, it's less of a pattern than a kinda-sorta idea. So I had no name. I told her this, and it irked her mightily. I told her that it was just a general-purpose-use-up-yarn blanket. She kept bugging me for a name, and so I blurted out, "It's an Ugly Blanket!"
That irked her, too. She informed me that it wasn't ugly, and I needed a better name. I had been to the store recently, and had seen a bit of produce called an Ugli fruit, (tastes pretty good, too), and so I told her that it was not Ugly with a y, but Ugli with an i, so it was special. (Not that I cared, but it was getting somewhat on the ridiculous side for a thing that wasn't a big priority for me to begin with!)
This seemed to satisfy her
And... lost it in the Area 51 that WAS my craft room.
Well, I had a lot of help, (Thanks, Mom, thanks, Husband) and now have a craft room that I can use. And I found the blanket again. I am not going to knit on it at the moment, since yesterday was about 75+ degrees, with I swear nearly that in humidity, so I wasn't inclined to work on it. At all. But I have decided that it is sort of nice, in a mindless sort of way, and not too bad looking, so I might work on it this fall.
For the new people on my blog, this is my fashion model. He is Buc, short for Butt Ugly Cat. Husband despises this toy, I am not sure why. So he is my "craft room buddy", along with some gargoyles, a toy llama, and a red mouse that could double as a footstool.
Me, eccentric? Why do you ask?