I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "Well, Piggy, this is hardly earth-shattering news; you should have seen it coming. It's not like you've ever managed to stick to a yarn diet for more than a week or two."
No argument here.
You're thinking, "Wait a sec. Piggy knows herself pretty well. It's not just any stash-enhancement that would make her doubt her sanity. This must be serious."
And there's the rub, piglets. This was not a standard-issue Piggy binge. In fact, my purchase consisted of just two skeins. The problem this time isn't the amount of yarn, but the yarn itself.
What has happened to me, piglets? I think I need a hug. Or maybe some electro-shock therapy.
Is Noro Whoro-dom my fate? Say it isn't so!