I was in my office, doing major battle with my new operating system on my computer ( it ate my accounting files), when Meg, my co-worker, looking very concerned, opens the back door. The gas smells from the front of the store were getting pretty intense. Next thing I know, she was tell me we had to leave the building. The reading in the basement was pretty high.
Anyway - please don't come visit Woven Art today. I am sure all will be back to our normal level of yarny lovliness by tomorrow.