Yarn Fumes

by guest blogger Jana

So Looking Glass is having its 5th Anniversary Sale tomorrow and Saturday -- endless opportunities for stash acquisition. I expect that I will humiliate myself once again and exceed whatever fantasyland budget I set for myself, but honestly, it's not a lack of willpower -- it's yarn fumes. This is a medical condition that has received virtually no attention from the medical/scientific research community -- I suspect collusion between that group and the sheep/alpaca lobby. Its symptoms include, but are not limited to, a state of denial about how much yarn is already in the stash, a willingness to ditch any "rules" about what colors and/or fibers are appropriate for the victim, temporary blindness about the size of the Visa bill, and an enormous ability to rationalize any purchase ("I'm shopping locally and helping out my community"). In my case, the condition comes on whenever I'm within eyesight of the words "sale" and "yarn" combined. The only treatment for it is to make sure that the only yarn on sale contains mohair. I suspect this will not be the case at Looking Glass. I will report further once I recover from this latest assault on my immune system.