Since I can’t be in Portland depleting my bank account, I thought I would do a little damage here instead. In the moment it felt really good. That wonderful guilt-free, “it’s ok to buy sock yarn because it doesn’t really count” feeling. Then I got home and saw pictures (thanks Michele) of summit events from today including a shot of hundreds of knitters heading into the Marketplace. Imagine an breath-takingly enormous room full of shopping possibilities. And suddenly my two little skeins of Lorna’s Laces Shepard Sock (colorway Mirth) and my Lantern Moon cable needles just weren’t doing it for me.