I have a problem... maybe it's an addiction. My husband is thinking about an intervention and I may need it. See, I buy wool sweaters with the idea that I will re-purpose them into other things, like these baby slippers or these Easter eggs. Every time I am at the second hand store, I wander over to the sweater rack and come away with a sweater that I just love. I get it home and try it on and decide to wear it a while and it ends up in my closet. I now have enough sweaters to wear a different one every day of the week at least.
The sweaters on the right are the ones that I don't wear because they are too small or have holes in them. The sweaters on the left are the ones that I bought with the intention of felting and re-purposing, but have somehow ended up in my closet. This doesn't include the sweaters that I already owned before I became addicted. I've got a few of those too.
When I first started this wool re-purposing habit, I fearlessly felted and hacked into two sweaters. I did really well for a while, until my daughter begged me not to cut up one little sweater. It's on the top of the pile on the right. Every time I pull it out, she begs me not to cut it, so I hide it for a bit longer. It would have been perfect for more Easter eggs, but oh, well. I have continued to use wool from those first sweaters to make more slippers for the baby, but I just haven't been able to do anything with the other sweaters yet.
To try to break this habit, I decided that I can't buy any more sweaters unless I have a specific project in mind for it. Today, I bought a white sweater vest that I don't like at all, but I have a plan for it! My husband doesn't really believe me. He's sure it will end up in the closet with the others, but I'll show him. I'm on my way to put it into the washer right this minute. It will become a sheep pillow for my sister. Her birthday is coming up and I have her name for Christmas, so that's my excuse. Hold my hand, I'm going to cut up a sweater without putting it on.