Well, I am cleaning my yarn room again. Once again it has become a kinda treasure hunt. In addition to sorting out yarn, I am sorting socks. "Sniff,sniff" I guess I don't have to sort, just throw them in the laundry. How did smelling socks get into the middle of my yarn stash? Your guess is almost as good as mine! I probably slipped them off when i was sitting in my recliner and they kinda fell into one of my project bags which eventually became a UFO tossed in my yarn room.
This "kinda" reminds me a little second grader I taught many years ago. His name was Phillip. I stepped just outside of the classroom containing about 50 second graders. I gave them an assignment (I had to pee really bad). When I got back there was my tall treasure, Phillip. he was standing at the blackboard with chalkdust all over his face.
"Phillip, how did you get chalkdust all over your face?" I asked. "I kinda fell on the eraser." he said.
Next treasure were two books, one about GHOSTS by James Van Pragh, and another a biography of Abraham Lincoln. Was I going to crochet the ghost of old Abe? With me, you never know.
A more pleasant surprise was the money, so far $2.25 enuf to buy another skein of yarn on sale. Do I need another skein of Yarn?
I just asked some crocheters to come and relieve me of a few large, container-store size, bags of yarn and embroidery floss. Thank god for friends who like yarn. I am still in the process of cleaning tho, and found more to-go's after they left. I am going to bring the extra yarn to a retirement home in Northbrook.
Well I'm off to do more treasure hunting-- what will I find next..
OH P>S> I found a few pink elephants, too. 2 B continued.
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