I was bad….very bad.

Yesterday early morning, I grabbed my cuppa coffee and headed out over to Plymouth to Michigan Custom Boutique to look at some needles. Got within 5 minutes of the store and while at a traffic light reached my hand into my handbag to grab my wallet, and ughh! No wallet. Shit! Pulled over to a parking lot to simmer my raging nerves for 2 minutes and then turned my stupid ass around, got back on the freeway and headed back home to retrieve wallet. I drove the 30 minutes back home to find that said fucking wallet was nowhere to be found. A lightbulb moment took me back out to my car to search. Yup…wallet was sitting on the floor of the back driver’s side. Several cursing moments….I got back in the car and headed back out and drove 80mph back to yarn shop. They are usually heavily stocked, but today they had every needle I didn’t need. Resisted the urge to stop at a bar and drink heavily, and drove back over to my side of town. Second planned stop was PK YarnOver in Clawson. Payday! Found the Chiagoo needles I was looking for. Found yarn I wasn’t looking for! 30 percent off everything in the store. Pulled the trigger on these lovelies. 2 skeins of DIC Everlasting in vibrant colors of purple and cobalt. A few skeins of black yarn for heels and toes for my stripey socks. Headed back home to nap. Not a bad day after all.

“Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them.”
― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid