The backstory: I like sweaters and have many more than I need. That doesn’t necessarily slow my sweater acquisition plans, though I know that it should. T tolerates this closet of madness, though she’s been known to offer an honest assessment of the excess.
Me (turning the pages of a catalog and sighting a pleasing sweater): How many fair isle sweaters does one woman need?
T: Apparently one more than she already has.
It’s like she can read my mind.