Magazines are great. I’ve subscribed to Interweave Knits for years and more recently Spin Off. Over the last year, I’ve also picked up the occasional copy of Piecework which has interesting articles about traditional needle work of any type, like tatting, embroidery, and knitting. (Huh, apparently I really like Interweave publications.)
So I was really excited to see the latest issue of Piecework in my mailbox shortly after Christmas.
Sweet! I thought. Someone got me a subscription to Piecework! Did I put that on my Christmas list?
I sat down and thoroughly enjoyed the issue. I also got the historical knitting issue soon after.
I was so excited but I couldn’t figure out who had gotten it for me. My in-laws seemed uninvolved. Lowell had no information, even after being plied with steak. It wasn’t any of the friends I talked to and it wasn’t my family. Of course, I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. But I wanted to thank my unknown benefactor; I felt guilty not knowing who gave me the subscription.
Yesterday, I finally figured it out.
It was me.