…to yarn hoarding.
Last night I was at church to decorate and otherwise prepare for Thanksgiving. Someone had donated a tub full of old yarn for the kids. I thought great! We needed some for our thankfulness poster (to attach writing utensils with).
I opened the tub…it stank. There was mold all over! D: After finding suitable lengths for the poster, the rest went into the dumpster. There is no way I was going to wash all that yarn or leave it where kids hang out.
I’m not discriminatory about my yarn, but I found my limit.