A little while back I needed to head to the local craft store to get backing buttons to finish a sweater. That was the whole list. I got black, just in case I wanted to roll up the cuffs on the arms, to change up the look of the sweater a touch every once in awhile.
I felt really good and accomplished...until I saw the pattern sale. I pulled out the list of needed patterns I had been dutifully keeping in anticipation of managing to catch a sale...and may have gotten a little enthusiastic.
Then, then there was the true hurdle to leap before leaving the store. The seasonal aisle. Currently it is overflowing with things for one of my favorite times of year, Halloween. Skulls, spider webs, ravens, and broomsticks in glorious shades of pumpkin orange, acid green and twilight purple. All in the Victorian gothic style, curlicues beckoning me like a siren's call.
Luckily my husband was there to raise an eyebrow and point out that it wasn't even the end of August yet.
So, I tore myself away from visions of turning my house into
The Haunted Mansion , meandering over to the yarn aisles, project list in hand, just in case the store had yarn I needed for a waiting project on sale. Which they did, sort of. The color I wanted was two skeins short for the project I wanted it for. Back it went on the shelf.
Instead I ended up consoling myself, on both the yarn and Halloween fronts, with yarn that makes me think of zombie pumpkins.
In another week or so, I'll need to go back to the craft store...and then, some of those lovely decorations will be coming home with me!
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