What happens when you open a yarn store....

And then your husband decides that he's taking a hike and the whole world collapses in a heap; then to top things off the little one is 17. Enough said. Your blog goes all to heck, that's what. Then one fine day you wake up and realize that you're taking anti-depressants even through you'd rather not be, and the sun is shining and sales are going through the roof and it occurs to you that perhaps you could buy one of those cute apartments they're building in East Village... a two bedroom. One for you and one for the yarn. That's what happens when you open a yarn store.