One more trip, again and again

I ran over to the apartment and brought one more carload to the condo early this morning, then went back and filled the car again. One more trip will do it, I think - but I said that last time. I appear to own all the yarn in the world. I have upped the estimate from the equivalent of 2 sheep and an alpaca to the equivalent of 5 sheep, an alpaca, and 30 acres of cotton.

I will not buy more craft supplies. I will not buy more craft supplies. I will not buy more craft supplies.

Unless, of course, they are too wonderful to resist. (Like the two skeins of yarn - one cotton, one alpaca - I bought in Chile, where they counted as souvenir, not stash.)

Notable quotes

So after I let the cleaners into the apartment this morning, I drove off to Chantilly to a meeting. The first couple of hours weren't too bad. The most notable line was "We're a no-miracle project. Except for the budget."

The later part of the meeting, however, had me feeling like I was in a Dilbert cartoon. Lots of people not listening to each other and behaving as if saying the same thing over and over would make people agree with you. The memorable line from that was "We might be speeding or going too fast." I gave up and left at the next break.