Nod is a considerable distance from any real form of civilization; so, I do my best to conserve trips to town....
But, I was out of SnowDog food and basic food necessities. In addition, they are calling for major snow by week's end, and, most importantly, I needed some floss to finish this stitch.
Specifically, I needed DMC 730.
So, I begrudgingly started the journey to town... I decided to go to Walmart, since I could get everything I needed in one place rather than multiple stops. (I hate multiple stops...) Or so I thought.
WHAT. The. HECK.
Since when does 738 follow 729? And look as I might, I saw no little cubbie saying 730 anywhere in sight. Shaking my head, I picked up skeins of two other colors that I need for a different project and headed to the checkout bewildered.
Then....then....you would not believe what transpired.
As I am placing my groceries on the checkout belt, the cashier asks me if I found everything I was looking for. I said no, as I handed her the two skeins of floss I had found.... I said I couldn't find the colors I needed in the floss. I then asked her if she knew of any other place in town that carried floss. She looked at me and says "Gee, Midwest Dental is just across the way, but I don't know if they have the colored stuff or not....I've only ever seen white."
You can't make this stuff up I tell ya.