Sarah, (eatmyoxygen on Ravelry) wrote in a post on The Loopy Ewe boards earlier, “I should tag all my yarn with the price my husband should sell it for if I die and he needs help paying for the funeral. I could just see him selling all my yarn at a garage sale, “Big Box of yarn, 10 dollars” eeeeep.”
I’m still cracking up over that mental picture, because I can see Nick doing the same thing, never mind that it’s worth hundreds upon hundreds!
Still, not like I have much to worry about. If my stash weren’t left to the L’s anyway, they’d dig me up, chop me into bits, and feed me to the sharks anyway.
If Nick decided to sell it instead of gifting it to them, they’d only hold his computer hostage until he complied.
Either way, my stash has a place to go.
But still.
“Big Box of yarn, 10 dollars”!
Better start tagging now.
Damn, I guess I need to write a will.
“I bequeath all my yarn to the victor of a deathmatch. Contenders must fight in a 4ft tall pool of jello and the fight must be published on youtube.”
I’ve told my boyfriend on more than one occassion to list it all separately on eBay if anything should happen to me. He looks at me like I’m crazy, but I think I’m just going to keep the sales slips in a file by the stash so he really knows just how much it’s worth.
Les – how about some Oobleck? Because a fight to the death on that could be fun too!
And. Karen – I think Nick would have a heart attack if that happened and he discovered it before I died.
Those things we must avoid.
Maybe in a safe deposit box that he can only have to key to after I’m buried?