This perfectly expresses my feelings about some skeins of yarn. Have you ever had a new skein where the end is nowhere to be found? Or what about when your very naughty kitten has tangled up half a ball of superexpensive yarn and you need to roll it back up but…where’s the end? Argh! (grumbling under my breath about 40 minutes of my life that I will never get back — thanks, Spike!)
* Spike’s our 5-month-old kitty…he joins his dachshund sister Anezka as the new troublemaker of our house.