I hoard knitting needles. I admit it and I’m not even a little bit ashamed.
This isn’t a plea for help or a promise to purge. I’m keeping them. All of them, including those cheapie Boyles you see in that picture which I probably haven’t used in, well, maybe ever. I don’t like Boyle needles, the cords are too stiff. But I’m not getting rid of them. Why would you even suggest that?
That isn’t my entire collection of knit needles. I have my double points (of course) in every size. I also have a small assortment of straights that sit around and collect dust. That isn’t even my entire collection of circulars. No, that above is just my circulars in size 4’s to size 11’s (except for a few that are busy holding stitches in stalled out projects).
Those are the needles that have been usurped by my new set of Addi Clicks.
Its a very nice set that was recently gifted to me by a very special friend who deserves to have her very special butt kicked for spending that kind of money on me.
There are several sets of Addi’s out there for sale. This is the Lace Short Tips set. It comes with tips from US size 4 to size 11 (skips 10.5, btw). The tips are shorter than the ones you find in other sets by two inches and they have some sort of extra-special nickle plating on them. The tips join seamlessly with the interchangeable cords by plugging, twisting, and then “clicking” together.
There are five cords ranging in size from 11 inches (28 cm) to 33 inches (84 cm). There is a cord connector that lets you add one cord to another. If I use the longest and second longest cord and then add tips, I can get a needle that is just shy of 70 inches (178 cm) long. That will really come in handy when I make my next big shawl.
But I’m not getting rid of the others. Never, ever, and you can’t make me.
- There will be times when I want wooden tips.
- There will be times when I have more than one size …oh say… size 6 on the needles.
- There will be times when I need a needle for just holding stitches.
- There will be times when zombies rage across the face of the earth and no one will be making new knitting needles and I’ll be grateful for every single needle I have including those cheap Boyles.
So I’m keeping all my needles. And when my relatives call the people from that Hoarding:Buried Alive tv show on me I’m not letting that crew in my front door. I’ll sic The Feline Overlord on them. I’ll pacify them by offering up my collection of worthless CDs (that never get used because of course all my music is in my computer).
But they can’t have my knitting needles.
Or any of the five size F crochet hooks that I own.
Or the fiber stash that takes up half of my walk-in closet.
All the organize-your-life, live-simple, cleaning-up-for-love, busy-bodies out there will just have to find someone else to harass. Someone with too many shoes or a huge beanie baby collection or something. I’m perfectly happy with my hoarding tendencies, thank-you. I don’t need an intervention.
I’m a knitter. I’m supposed to have too many needles.