One more trip, again and again

[fauxklore]

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.)