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Yarn Bonanza

The last of the three yarn lots I won at the thrift auction arrived in a gigantic box; it actually did weigh 17 lbs. Let's see what treasures are inside.

I guessed there would be 30 skeins; I got 34, and all of them are in new/unused or excellent condition. These are mostly worsted weight (the yarn I use most often) and some sport/baby weight. They're perfectly clean and have no smell, too. From the variety, colors and condition I'd say this was someone's stash.

I also received a couple of pieces of crochet work mixed in; likely from the original owner. I'll try to do something fun with these.

The yarn is so clean it could have come from a store shelf, so I have no problem giving each skein a resale value of $5.00, for a total of $170.00. I paid $9.99 for the entire lot.

My three yarn lots have provided me with all the skeins and colors I need for my winter projects. I guessed that from the three combined I would end up with 74 skeins of yarn worth $293.00. In reality I received a grand total of 81 skeins worth at least $408.09 retail (I'm tempted to add more to that figure because of the rarity of the Wondersheen from the blue tub lot, but I'm going to stick to my usual range.) I paid a total of $27.97 for the three lots, which averages out to about thirty-four cents per skein. Savings: $380.12.

Why am I continuing to post about thrifting yarn? 95% of the yarn I thrift is unused and doesn't smell, so it's the same as brand-new. Any crocheter, knitter or crafter can tell you that it is literally impossible to buy brand-new yarn this cheap in this quantity. You'd basically have to rob the store. Thrift your yarn, my friends.

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