Surprises never cease.

So I'm in my kitchen today, minding my own business, cooking pasta, when I hear a knock on the door. Kind of weird. We live in a basement suite and the entrance is at the rear of the house so we don't get a lot of drop-by's. And friends don't usually pop in during the afternoon - at night it's a different story. So anyway, I go to the door and there's a parcel delivery guy there. He confirms my name, and then hands me this:



"What on earth is this?" I think. "Yarn? For me? The label says 'gift', but it can't be from my SP because there's a return name and address - and she was way too sneaky last time to slip up that badly. Oh well. There's nothing wrong with free yarn." So ignoring the pasta for the moment, I fetch a knife and carefully open up the box.

Yep. It seems to be for me.



Three skeins of No No Kitty yarn in an absolutely stunning colourway called Summer Swim.
(Is it wrong of me to want to knit winter mitts and a hat with a yarn called Summer Swim?)



I've spent so much time today fondling it. I love it! I want to wear it. Now! Maybe as a bracelet.



Okay maybe not. But something for me for this winter definitely. I'm being selfish with this yarn, which also seems wrong since it was a RAK. But I'm allowed to be selfish from time to time, right?