A Dunce's Luck

I have been waiting on yarn from MacCauslands, to work on my coat again.  I ordered it back in September to replace the rich brown heather and it never arrived.  It was something I always remembered at supper time, long after their mill closed for the day or in the middle of the darkest night.  Daytime?   I could forget about is quick as you like with the regular challenges of the day.  

I called PEI yesterday to see if they had a tracking number and they did.  The post office showed it as delivered.  Only it wasn't.  We never even got a card for it in the mail.  

With no results I gave up and was planning on digging through my stash for something that would work to finish my coat.  The yarn is very well priced but the postage will kill you, and I just couldn't justify spending more.  

On my way home after getting some short people off to school, I picked up my mail and talked with the ladies at our local post office.  And

Wouldn't you know it.  The ladies at the post office knew about it.  They were starting to wonder what was going on.  They didn't realize that I had never gotten a card!  They did say it happens occasionally and I get that.  You wouldn't be human if you never made mistakes.  So this morning I'm looking forward to getting a move on my coat.  Winter is well on it's way.  

Knitting and the people I met through it have made my life so rich.  Every once in a while I have a need to say, that with my every stitch, I think of each of you, that every finished object I ever made is a testament to your support and the caring you have all shown me.  So if you need love and support back, it is here for you.  Sending giant hugs into the world today for all of you.  The world needs more hugs.