The cupboard doors did not quite shut. He pushed one irritably with his foot but it swung open and banged his shin. He swore under his breath. From his chair a pile of boxes partially blocked his view of the television so he shifted a large wicker basket and he plonked himself sullenly on the sofa. There was a distinct lump underneath the seat. Delving down between the cushions he pulled out a ball of the softest lavender blue yarn. He handed it silently to his wife.
"Oh, thank you, my alpaca silk. I wondered where that had gotten to."
(Linking back to the A to Z challenge.)
(You kind of need to be a knitter to get the subtleties of the 'stash':-)