Sitting on my couch with my feet up, dog by my side and one at my feet, I finished a white hat for the preemies. I now have a small amount left but not enough to even make a flower as a trim. I laughed as I showed Bob that I finished another skein of yarn. That is three in the past week. Some skeins I have in the basket are half used so I do use quite a bit of yarn in a week.
The one I finished today is my favorite. I love going in for yarn. I must touch and feel and make sure it is soft for the babies. Only then is it allowed to go in my cart. Like everyone else, I have a stash. Not as much as I use to, but I do have a stash. So in I go to get another skein of my favorite yarn and guess what? There isn't another skein of it in there. There has to be. I looked twice. Now my heart is beating super fast and my breathing is very shallow. I went back and sat down. Bob wanted to know if I was sick. Do you need me to call the doctor? No, I am just having yarn withdrawl, I am out of my favorite yarn. Then he laughed, yes, laughed. When he saw I was serious, he wanted to know if I needed to go to the yarn store now. No, I guess I can survive till the morning. Tomorrow I will be waiting by the door so I can be first in line to get my yarn.......
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