so I’m embarrased to admit, I think at one time (who am I kidding, STILL!) I had a serious problem with buying and hoarding yarn.
last night my wonderful and supportive boyfriend was over and noticed a box in my closet marked “yarn yarn yarn” and asked “So, does that box have yarn in it too? Shouldn’t THAT go into the Yarn Cabinet?”
Reluctantly I opened the box and to my horror (yes, horror) there was at least 12 skiens of yarn.
first thought/word out of my mouth – Fuck! More fucking yarn! (sorry mom)