Since I was out running errands today, I ran by Joanns to pick up black buttons (exactly 4 buttons), one square of orange felt (for the next round of snowmen, not the current ones), and black embroidery thread. I was really good. I didn't even LOOK at fabric or yarn, but obviously the stress of a severe stash diet might have weakened my brain. While trying to figure out if the 5-, 8- or 12-sized balls of black thread meant "embroidery" thread, and whether or not it was more economical as balls or the little floss skeins (no idea), when I was viciously assaulted by a display of half-priced cross stitch kits. It took 20 minutes to extricate myself from the wily little pouches without having to bring one home with me, but I positively FLED the store before they could rally for a second attempt.
Obviously, my brain has snapped. For one thing, I have a cross stitch kit here at home that I started at least 5 years ago, and which I do occasionally drag out to work on....only to put it away in frustration several hours later when I discover that aside from the little-known hobby of watching paint dry, cross stitch is the slowest hobby known to craft-dom. For another thing, I have 111 projects to finish this year, and to try to make one of them a cross stitch would be certifiably insane, even for me--which, as we all know, is saying something!