A friend recently gave me a shoebox full of old cotton yarn. It was a sweater that she had started knitting many years ago and had come to the realization that she would never finish it. I unraveled the sweater pieces and the three unopened skeins and washed the yarn today. It washed up nicely and is a crisp white color now.
I also brought home a new-to-me embroidery basket full of thread today. I won it in an auction for $20 and had a lot of fun polishing the wood and going through it's contents. Some things I threw away, but most of what I found was good quality thread that I kept. I also kept the thimbles and some little plastic bugs I found. I like to think the bugs were placed in the box by a mischievous grandchild hoping to cause a startle and enjoy a laugh. In my imagination the grandmother has a good sense of humor.