Evilsciencechick’s

What is it about the yarn store (aka: Local Yarn Store, or LYS, to all savvy knitters) that makes me lose all sense of money and budget?

My mom’s birthday is in a few weeks. I thought maybe I’d knit her some socks, because even though my sock experience is limited, what I have done, I’ve done fast. I am a fast socker.

It’s too late to order something online (I’m not THAT fast), so I decide to head to LYS to see if I can pick up some fun sock yarn. I’m pointed to the shelves behind the counter, on the bottom, so I plop myself down on the floor and start examining my choices.

Hmmmm…I like this stuff, but it’s stretchy…I knit tightly, can I do stretchy? and it’s $6, and I’d need two…THIS stuff is nice, and I can get a pair or more from one ball, and it’s $9!

Just when I’d made up my mind for one of the $9 balls, one of the super friendly salesladies wheeled up to me, a hank of yarn in her hand.

“If you’d like some REALLY luxurious sock yarn, you should look at this!”

It was a soft, beautiful variagated superwash wool/cotton/nylon blend. Handpainted rich deep colors. Super soft feel.

$22

This is when the yarnsanity took over my brain. $22 is a lot…but…it’s for my mom! It’s a gift! Yes! That’s the ticket!

Plus, I can’t say no to a woman in a wheelchair. She showed me where the rest of the colors were, and I picked up a hank of a beautiful blue/green/gold colored yarn. yessss…my….preeccccioussssss….

But I really liked the $9 ball, too.

*sigh*

So I bought both. Plus a set of #2 double pointed needles to make the socks with.

See my head? See it? Right there…across the forehead?

S-U-C-K-E-R