Last night I solved a little mystery.
While I was in the studio, searching for a book - I decided to check my sock yarn stash one more time - just to see if I had any more of the heavy black yarn. And what did I discover there?
A part ball of Regia - still labelled. Light, just like the stuff Mom gave me. But how could that be? I know I only ever had one ball. So, what in the hell was the heavier stuff then?
I called Mom up - we went through all the black yarns in her stash. No dice.
And then today - I'm sitting at work and it hits me.
A few years back, I started designing a stuffie for Dave - Beaker from the Muppets to be exact - it's been languishing, incomplete in one of my baskets for months. I had bought a whole bunch of Patons Astra to make it - one of the balls was black - and I had used some of it already.
Sure enough, I get home - check the Beaker basket - no black yarn. CRAP!
CRAP! CRAP! CRAPPITYCRAPCRAP!
Now I do have to start all over - I could get another skein of Astra - but it seem a little like sacrilege to pair Monika's gorgeous handspun with cheap acrylic. (I'm not totally against acrylic - it has its uses - this is not one of them.)
It's not really a weeks worth of knitting down the tubes - I have another idea for the completed half of the edging... but damn.... I really didn't want to knit all those leaves again.
Live and learn right? (ALWAYS keep things labeled.)
Mom did manage to cheer me up today with a little yarnie present
Twisted Fiber Art Kabam! in Netherfield.
I am such a lucky daughter.