knitting and stashing addiction

OK, this knitting business is getting out of hand. My friends and family are going to have arrange an intervention soon. If I am not knitting, playing with my yarn, buying more yarn or at least planning a knitting project, I'm just not happy anymore. I'd rather knit than clean my house, weed the garden, mow the lawn, grocery shop, pay bills, do the laundry or do any of the mundane but necessary tasks that keep us from degenerating into sloth. Well, that's sort of a given, right? Who LIKES doing that stuff?

But I would also rather knit than go to to work, see a movie, read a book, meet up with friends (unless they're knitting friends that is), sleep, shop (except for yarn), cook or even eat. If sex were a viable option in my life right now, I'd probably rather knit than have sex too. As it is, the choice doesn't arise.

I have accumulated an admirable stash, considering that I haven't been knitting that long. I have at least a dozen major projects stored up, not to mention the scores of two and three skein bundles in my stash, just "in case." I HATE that I can't knit faster. I can't wait to get to the next project. I know some people are purely "process" knitters who don't care about finishing, once they've conquered a technique or gotten their fill of a particular yarn. I seem to be some combination of process and product knitter, combining the worst attributes of each. I am constantly eager to start something new, to try a new stitch, see what a new yarn looks like knit up, learn a new technique. But I don't actually like knitting for knitting's sake. I want to see something for my efforts. I can't wait to see the sweater blocked and ready to wear, the scarf bound off, the hat finished. So I'm never content with where I am...always hurrying to finish what I'm doing and eager to get on to the next project. I suppose that's the way I am about most everything in my life...never content to be where I am, always restless to move on to something else, something, possibly, better.