But wait. Let me back up. I haven't even told you about said yarn emergency. You see this?
This is a rather substantial ball of yarn connected to a colorwork project that I am knitting as a Christmas gift. Or at least it was until my loving, darling Helo decided to use it as a way to make a point. It seems I was not paying enough attention to him the other morning when getting ready for work so he decided to shred it. How sweet, right?
Despite being fortunate enough to live near a variety of yarn shops, when I got on Ravelry to find a replacement the closest shop that indicated it carries Cascade Superwash Sport is an hour out of town. Luckily the woman I spoke with when I called them in a panic was kind enough to put a skein aside for me with the promise that I would pick it up today. Which is how I found myself on the highway in a downpour driving to Hillsborough.
Hillsborough Yarn Shop gained some notice lately when they played host to the Yarn Harlot last week (I wasn't able to go because it was the same night as our big work fundraiser. Sometimes working for a non-profit can have it's downsides). The woman who greeted me was really sweet and weirdly efficient. She looked me square in the eye when I told her who I was and why I was there and told me "don't panic." The yarn was sitting just inside what I assume is their quick-access storage room and she had it bagged before I even thought to locate my wallet. I was a little surprised that she did not ask if I was interested in anything else before completing my purchase, but in hindsight I realize that she truly understood the depth of my concern. I need to have these mitts completed within the week and she totally understood that. I can only imagine that she too has once found herself racing to beat Father Christmas as she cranked out holiday gifts (really, why do we this to ourselves).
I was in and out in under ten minutes and drove the hour back home fueled by whatever concoction McDonalds is calling a peppermint mocha. Trust me, it is not the same. Hopefully I can make it back sometime and get a recommendation for a local coffee shop to atone for that mistake. And probably buy more yarn. Because really, I owe them.