It was one of those morning dreams. Do you get those? When you awaken too early, fall back asleep to inexplicably bizarre dreams? In this one my LYS, but not my real my LYS, was going out of business. I hadn't made it to the final sale so I ran down at 4:45 in time for their 5:00pm final closing. The owner told me I had a $58 credit and she gave it to me in cash. I said "Good, now I can buy some yarn."
As if that wasn't good enough, an employee pulled me aside and asked if I'd be interested in accompanying her to France for a yarn tour, also marked down. I was surprised because I didn't picture us as friend material. I was pleased she asked me and off we went. And you know what happened then? I woke up.
I'm going to live out my travelling dreams this weekend for my birthday, not quite so far. C offered to take me to see Barry Manilow in Washington for my birthday before he realized he had to work this weekend. That's his story and he's sticking to it. So instead, I'm taking the train to meet a friend who has sworn me to secrecy lest her friends find out she's seeing Barry Manilow. Don't worry, Mandy (her code name), your secret is safe with me 😉
It seems half the birthdays of my life are in springtime and half in winter. This one's looking like winter:
Life's a Stitch 
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