I tried to be monogamous, really I did. I didn't look at any other yarn. I didn't read pattern books and barely read blogs in the hopes that I wouldn't be tempted. Because of this, I have barely picked up the needles on my pink tank top. Oh that poor tank.
Now, I have this:
The beginnings of the Cache-Coeur Bergamo in Weekend Knitting. Maybe this [and the potential of a pair of socks and a few baby garments!] will show me that the tank top is not the devil incarnate. And now that auction season is almost over, I can focus on my lovely stash.
So, forget being a monogamous knitter. I'd rather be a knitting slut!