Not all Things Work Out!

My lovely daughter informed me that the intent of these stories was talk about yarn. I am finding that difficult, due to the fact that my daughter and her mother asked me to quit hanging around the store and find a job. Maybe one that I actually knew what I was doing. (You don’t need to guess which daughter, it was Ivy)

I admit I wasn’t much help around the store but I felt really good about myself answering the phone and telling sales people “You are speaking with the owner.” However, all good things come to an end. Just don’t ask me to write about the store if I can’t be there.

It has come down to the point, where I had to suggest she start writing her own stories. Do you know what she told me? She’s too busy. Wasn’t she the one that asked me to leave the store in the first place. Wasn’t I the one sa