Coming home from Thanksgiving last night, I mentioned that Purlescence was having their traditional Jammie Jam Black Friday sale starting at 6 am–the only Black Friday store I have ever ventured into but once for as far back as I can remember. (And that once involved tall daughters and malls but at least at reasonable hours.)
Richard, knowing that my blood pressure tends to be way low if I make myself get going way early in the morning, immediately offered to drive me there then if I should need it.
Now, he likes to sleep in as much as I do on a holiday, and he knows I don’t need any more yarn. Mostly. I was very surprised–and then in a flashdance of figures in my head, 40% off the first hour, then 30%, then 20%, I figured out roughly per skein of potential Epiphany vs how the prices would rise as the sun did what the difference would be. I assured him that a, I had no intention of going at six-crazy-a.m., and b, even if I wanted to, the difference in price would come to so few dollars, and I would gladly pay that to be able to sleep in.
But my goodness, I’ve got me a good one.
I did head over there in the afternoon (after the Purl Girls Facebooked that hey, Alison, we’ve got some Epiphany left…) But there was only the taupe-purpley color having the cubespace all to themselves now. Pass. But what I really wanted, what justified the trip, would have been a yarn I don’t have but neither did they: something that would work well for another chemo cap for my mother-in-law.
Struck out. But someone else’s project from an Eco Cloud skein as consolation prize is humming along nicely.