The war wagon is locked and loaded.
Announcement: I will not be able to accept any more names for the destash/goodie bags.
WHEW! What a crazy couple of days it has been--seventeen boxes have gone out and I have about five more to finish. They are going to New Zealand, The Netherlands, Canada and all across the US. Many people requested goodie bags not for themselves, but for sisters, daughters, friends and new knitters which really touched me. Those who requested for themselves often asked to be considered only if there was anything left. What a great bunch of deserving people!
As for me, I had a fun time matching various yarns to different knitters. "Oh, she likes pink...she's got to have this. Canada...cold...let's find something warm and cheery. That teenager needs some sparkly stuff and the New Yorker really needs to play with this!" Almost all these yarns have a story about where I bought it and what I had in mind when I did get it. I didn't include that in the package, because it's time for these yarns to make a new beginning and stop waiting for me. My yarn doesn't need to enter a new life with a bunch of emotional baggage, you know? And if the knitter doesn't love it, that's fine by me. She can share it or hide it in the stash....bwahahahaha!
I have learned a couple of things. I really should stay away from sales and the Anny Blatt factory outlet store. And not a single person liked yellow. Not one.
Now, I can get back to my Yarncave while Neko waits for life to get back to normal.