Busted

Night before last, I couldn’t sleep. That just never happens. For one thing, it was hot and I knew if I opened a bedroom window, Vince was not going to be happy. It was 18 degrees outside. Instead of tossing and turning and waking Vince, I got up, came into the living room and knitted for a while. Then I felt sleepy but decided I’d get in a different bed so, just in case I wiggled too much, I wouldn’t wake Vince. I went into one of the other rooms, opened the window and got in bed. I still couldn’t sleep so I got my tablet and started reading more articles/patterns from The Knitter.

The yarns they use in the areas where alpacas grow easily are so different from most of the yarns we use. Everything has some part alpaca. Plus, they do so much colorwork and they use traditional Fair Isle type yarns that are more “sticky” and not so smooth. A lot of their yarns are way less expensive than ours and because of the “roughness” they actually seem to hold up better.

So, there was one sweater I loved (there are a bunch of those!) but it really needed the yarn they had used and I knew I could get it for not a whole lot of money so, I ordered it. By now, it was 3:10 a.m. according to my email confirmation.

I got up before Vince did and went out to check on the animals and went to sit and play with Boots for a while. When I came back in, it was around 8 and Vince said “Your phone rang four times!” I always think something is wrong with a family member when the phone rings early in the morning . . especially several times.

I checked voice mail and it was my credit card company. Oops . . I was already thinking of a story . . a bald-faced lie . . that I could tell Vince. Somehow, telling him that I ordered yarn from the UK at 3 a.m. just didn’t sound like a good way to start our day! I called the credit card people back, assured them that I was, in fact, ordering yarn from overseas at 3 a.m.

Vince was glaring at me from across the room, like he was waiting for an explanation. I said “Whew . . I have to get a shower. I have a hair cut appointment today!” By the time I got out of the shower, got dressed, went to town, came back . . the middle of the night yarn purchases have not come up. Anyone believe he’s forgotten about that . . hearing his wife who is not ordering any more yarn ever . . was ordering yarn at 3 a.m.? Nope, me either.