This year for Christmas my BFF decided to get me a surprise package from IndigoDragonFly’s Giftapalooza. It was an awesome idea. It was a secret Santa of sorts that involved no work on the part of the giver and meant that your knitter received a package with yarn and a pattern and a few goodies inside. There was a whole lot of excitement surrounding the arrival of said package and a whole bunch of us were waiting with batted breath for the packages to arrive.
For me the magic day came of Christmas Eve and I opened my gift and found a cute little tape measure, (what knitter doesn’t need an extra one), a great little reusable tote, a pattern, some magnets, and this.
I really could not have been more surprised if I opened my package and my yarn burst into flames. See, here’s the thing. I’m not a yellow person. Never have been never will be. It’s beautifully dyed and the base is gorgeous. But it’s yellow. And I know that there are people out there who like yellow. Maybe even love it. I am not one of those people. I’m a very pale ghost like white with very dark hair. Yellow makes me look like I have the plague. Yellow, according to the people who study the effects of colour on human moods, causes anxiety. And I can’t lie. This little skein of yellow yarn was making me anxious.
See, I’m friends with Kim. She is a very reasonable human being and she knows the colours I like. I trust her colour choices completely to the point where I recently gave her some yarn and said “make this into something I’ll knit with.” And she did. I love it.
But, I still felt a little odd about asking to exchange the yellow yarn for me. I knew that it was nothing personal. They had well over a hundred packages to send out and somehow this ended up coming my way.
So instead, I tried to convince myself that this was my chance to expand my knitting horizons and that this was an opportunity for personal growth. And, if nothing else, it would make a heck of a pretty pair of socks.
When Kim arrived at my place on Boxing day she looked at me and said, “you got the yellow didn’t you.” (I had twittered something that kind’ve tipped her off.) Then said, “that’s not you at all. Wanna exchange it for something else?” And all thoughts of personal growth went out the window and I agreed to the exchange instantly.
So, my giftapalooza is still not finished. And there is still a surprise waiting for me. And that’s really okay. And I would like to say a big “thank you” to Kim for understanding and not being offended. And, if you do like yellow yarn get some from her. I can tell you there is a least one skein that is still waiting to find a good home.