A to Z 2019 April Blogger Challenge The Letter M - Mailbox

It's April - That means I will be participating in the A to Z Blog Challenge.

I will be posting six days a week for the month of April - (with a rest day on Sunday).
Each post will begin with the corresponding letter of the alphabet beginning with A and finishing with the letter Z.

I began participating in this challenge in 2012.   With the exception of last year, I believe I completed the challenge each year.   Last year I lost steam somewhere around the letter W.

The Mailbox

When I first began to get obsessive about knitting, I fell prey to what I call the "want, want, gimme, gimmes".  
I blame Instagram and Ravelry for that.  
I suffered from serious "Fear of Missing Out" or what's commonly known as FOMO.
The IG and Ravelry posters teased me with project bags that everyone else had and "so must you," they insisted.  
The indie yarn dyers flashed their colors and the pattern designers showed me the beauty I could create with them. 
I have to say though, I didn't go as far as some.  I am talking about the ones who would set their alarms to go off when a seller on Etsy would update their shops with the newest yarns or project bags, thus making sure they would be able to snag a bag or skien of yarn. 
This never happened to me, but I have heard of "cart jacking".  That's when a buyer adds an item to their cart and while they are off shopping for other things, another buyer also puts the same item in their cart.   I guess the way it works is the first one to check out wins. 
My favorite days were the ones when the mail carrier or UPS driver would leave goodies for me in my mailbox or on the front porch.  I am embarrassed to say this happened way too often. 
As time went on, I came to love the craft of knitting and crochet more than giving in to the "want want, gimme, gimmes.  
I have come to terms with my FOMO.  I've discovered that as long as my needles are rhythmically clicking and yarn is sliding through my fingers I am at peace. 
Of course, I have to admit that I have enough project bags and yarn to outlast my lifetime.
But now my mailbox is filled only with the most mundane pieces.