Saturday night, or what passes for it

I spent a rollicking Saturday evening doing an inventory of my knitting needles. (Because I find, over and over, that I need an actual, correct and complete tally of them, that's why. Sometimes I spend time searching for needles that meet particular criteria when I'm not absolutely positive that I even own them. Or I find myself thinking that I need to buy some needles that are [fill in the blank] size or whatever, when, for all I know, the very ones I want are stuck up in a closet somewhere in my house.)

Anyway, that's what I did tonight. Two questions:

     1. I'm a wild woman, just wild, aren't I?

and

     2. Does anyone have any idea why I thought I needed seven—count 'em, seven—Knitpicks 24" cables?*

I'll be over here, seeing the error of my ways.


*See the 'thought I needed to buy…' thing above. Point made.