Monday night I brought one of the pink tangled skeins to knitting night. My friends got a hold of it. How weird is it that we ALL find it fun and soothing to sit and untangle yarn and wind it into a ball? They practically fought over it.
In the end they wouldn’t let me take it and go home until they had finished getting it into a ball. I was there WAY later than usual. Ball wound, everyone stood up to leave. Job done!