I’m dying. Dying. I want more yarn. There is so much beautiful yarn in this world, shouldn’t a few skeins here and there belong to me? They should.
I have yarn. A big heavy box of it. And I vowed – VOWED! – to use it up before buying more.
But it’s hard. So hard. In my free time I look for great yarns and great prices. And sometimes, I find them. RESIST! Must. Resist. Temptation.
I still want to die. I need money, and yarn. Mostly, money to buy yarn. But really, just yarn.
I wonder how to go about being sponsored by a yarn company to review or knit something. SIGH. SIGH. SIGH.