New Year, New Me? Nope.

I Choose WIPs and Violence.

Every January someone asks if this is the year I finally finish everything.
Organize the yarn.
Complete all the WIPs.
Become a serene, minimalist fiber goddess.

Absolutely not. Well I actually will try to finish the WIPs…TRY I said…TRY…

I have acres of yarn, ideas in alarming abundance, and now? A whole new crochet business to go with it. All while still working my very real, very demanding day job. But for those Turkeys - this is Year 13, and my gloves are all the way off (as if half off wasn’t bad enough.)

So we be multitasking? Sure. Thriving? Debatable. Committed? Unfortunately, yes. BUT, overall:

If the yarn stash grows, it grows.
If the WIPs multiply, that’s called creative momentum.
If I start three new projects before finishing one—mind your business.

This year isn’t about reinvention. It’s about refinement. Sharper hooks. Better patterns. Fewer apologies. I’m choosing progress over perfection, chaos over control, and the quiet satisfaction of stabbing yarn repeatedly when the world gets loud.

So no, I’m not a “new me.”
I’m the same me—with iron boundaries, louder opinions (as if that were possible), and significantly more yarn…big yikes...

“Happy” New Year…

If you’re still here, you’re probably my kind of people. The kind who knows that yarn hoarding is a lifestyle, WIPs are a personality trait, and creativity doesn’t need permission.

If you want to see what I’m making—patterns born from chaos, caffeine, and a deep love of crochet—you can find them in the shop. No pressure. No hustle guilt. Just well-tested designs made by someone who actually uses them.

Grab a hook. Pick a project. Stay feral.