It's been hard, adjusting to 'real life' again. Once you get accustomed to the floor not swaying and the wind not carrying sweet salt and fresh sea scent, there's really not much to recommend my present reality. Aside from Dog, that is. But he is furry and sweet and perfect, with stubby little whiskers that wiggle when he wants something. He has me so pegged.
So I decided to do some therapeutic shopping. Yes, I know it's silly and short-sighted, but I've been PMSing since the day I got back, so screw the critics. I needed some retail therapy, and I did keep it small, which is some comfort.
My local box store of choice had a massive coupon sale, so I went just absolutely insane in the yarn aisle. The photos are representative, you understand--if I'd uploaded the photos of every single yarn I bought, Blogger would explode.
I got some Sensations It's a Wrap in this pretty blue clown barf color. I like it, have been interested in it for ages, and it will make a nice warm hat and mitten set for next winter. (And if you don't know what my Box Store of Choice is by now, you really need to get out more and buy some yarn.)
Then I went wild on the Patons Silk Bamboo (Knitters Gone Wild! I wonder how that video would sell....) The picture below represents the two I got in the Sapphire colorway, I did not upload the additional four pictures of the Sea, Ivory, Moss and Orchid colors I purchased. The worst bit is, the coupons only worked on the Sapphire and Orchid colorways. Sea, Ivory and Moss were on sale--but not as steeply discounted as the coupons would have made it, so I actually ended up arguing with the cashier that they had no sign up and so the sale price shouldn't apply. Yes, that was weird. No, I didn't get my way. Suck.
But it's pretty, no?
Then, not satisfied with my yarn binge at Box Store of Choice, I ended up at my LYS. I was in a very bad state on that particular day, so bad a state that a LYS SEXpedition* did not completely cure it.
It's a beautiful yellow...well, skein hardly does it justice; it's 1400 yards of satiny Merino lace weight goodness from Baruffa. Called Cashmerino, this stuff has loft, hand and just about every other really esoteric quality of yarn you can name. I didn't realize it at the time, but it owes a lot of its new found popularity to my favorite bit of knit porn--Victorian Lace Today, by Jane Sowerby. She has excellent taste in yarn. I first grabbed it up because of the yellow, but something between the sunny goodness of the color and the smooshy softness of the yarn itself actually made me smile a bit, so I had to take it home with me.
Which is good, as I was in the midst of a seriously hormonal hate storm at the time. I haven't felt that moody since I left puberty, which, actually, probably wasn't that long ago. Anyway, between this and the two (!!!) chocolate bars I've snarfed down in the interim, I'm not quite so hateratin' on myself at the moment. Hey, that chocolate was medicinal. I don't need a prescription!
So, that's about the shape of things in my part of the world. I haven't really done much actual knitting, but then again, I've not been in a good enough mood. God, there are days when I almost wish I were menopausal. Not many, as I've come to terms with my biology (after a long, hard, unpleasant war) but this month.... OMG. I can't believe I didn't kill someone way back in the day. Like myself.
I must have had a higher tolerance for emotional pain than I knew.
*LYS SEXpedition= Local Yarn Shop Stash Enhancing eXpidition. I doubt the other sort of sexpidition would have cheered me up, either.