I cleared it with my sweetie that I would be buying yarn. He said that if I found a good deal, sure I could buy some. I told him if I saw something there, it would not be a good deal; it would be expensive, but something I would likely never see again.
Thursday at lunch, I walked the half mile to the store. Open trunks overflowing with lovely luxury yarns. Merino with silk, with linen, with cashmere. CASHMERE. I had planned to buy one skein, to support the dyer and the store.
I realized quickly that I would have to buy two, to have enough to make anything. I started narrowing down the colors. Then, it happened.
I don't know if was the fumes from the wool. Or the excitement of the moment, or what. I walked out with four skeins of yarn. $150! I have never spent $150 on yarn in my life.
I wrote a check from my business account. Does that mean I can count it as a business expense? I knit between court hearing all the time.
Please don't tell my husband.
Today, it is all about the lack of explanation.