When I walk into a yarn store, my heart starts to race, and all of my senses feel like they're going to explode with pleasure. The 1 variable that tends to keep me from exploding is the monetary cost of gorgeous wool yarn. Knowing that I cannot afford to own all of the yarn with which I can become quickly attached, I manage to find a relative sense of calm while I'm in yarn stores. Unless... there's a yarn sale.
One of my favorite yarn stores in Seattle is having a sale this weekend, and I might have come as close to exploding as I ever have in a yarn store. I was, initially, somewhat skeptical, because a yarn "sale" can often be disappointing - not much of an actual discount or a significant discount on undesirable yarn. But neither were the case this weekend. The shop was selling tons of gorgeous wool for 40% off!
I scored 1 skein of royal blue eco-wool
& 8 skeins of beautiful Noro silk/mohair blends,
(This one will become a wide scarf/shawl for a dear friend in Cameroon...)
On my way home from the sale, I called a friend/ fellow knitter and told her that she must go to the sale. After listening to me manically go off about how awesome the sale was, she said, "Are you yarn drunk?" Not sure that I heard her right, I said, "What?" She said it again, and I busted out laughing. It was perfect. I was, in fact, yarn drunk.
