Sigh. It could be much worse - losing that money hurts, but it's not going to blow us out of the water or anything. Possibly I'm more upset at not being able to buy that beautiful yarn!
And knittingingrid? I bought it to make the exact cardigan that you're making - it was the picture of your cardigan that made me go and buy the pattern book!
Maybe we'll win the lottery one day.....
Mrspao has kindly offered to poke the offending seller with knitting needles. I now have a mental image of you sliding around corners of buildings in the dark, dressed all in black, armed with two knitting needles and muttering dark threats..... I like it! :)
La - I think my prize has been delivered to Dave's work, but we're on holidays, so he hasn't been able to pick up any parcels. Selfishly, he refuses to go all the way back into work to see whether any yarn has been delivered. Bastard.
I think I would have taken being scammed better if I hadn't already had a crappy day:
First: appointment with Shrink who insists on using common sense. Sadist.
Second: breakfast at nice cafe. Breakfast was nice until I discovered that there was a big chunk of MUD in my spinach. The dining experience deteriorated quite rapidly after that.
Third: it was HOT. Ten degrees Celsius above the average for this time of year. I. Do. Not. Cope. With. The. Heat. So I was pretty miserable/cranky/sweaty anyway.
Fourth: Setting up my new swift and ballwinder for a test run was fraught with arguments, mistakes, and husbandly interference. The first ball I wound was.....filled with character. Then we discovered that one of the doohickeys was facing in the wrong direction. The second ball is very very neat and pretty.
After discovering the scamming I gave up and went to bed!
Today, however, is bright and sunny and not hot. We are venturing out to Coburg to visit the Yarn Barn, where I understand there is much yarn. There will be lunch at a cafe we don't get to very often. And Dorian has just levered himself onto my lap, shoved his little face into my belly with a sigh of contentment, and is dribbling with ecstacy while having his neck scratched.
Oh all right, the world doesn't completely suck after all! Happy now?