Not this Weekend, but the Next

Did you do that when you were a kid - mentally line up the weeks until something you looked forward to was scheduled to occur, and then line up the days in your mind, knocking each one down in succession and savoring the anticipation as the thing grew ever closer?

I still do that.

Next weekend, I am going on a long-awaited, much-planned-for trip to The Mannings, where hopefully my failures with a drop-spindle will be banished to memory and I may emerge victorious with some actual (wheel) spinning skills. Yes, it's true. For now, at least, I'm giving up on the drop-spindle which I have had no luck with learning on my own and have been equally unable to find anyone who could teach me how to use it. I do understand that this may make me like one of those people who learn how to drive in an automatic and then talk themselves into an inability to learn to drive stick. I think I can live with that, though, as someone who had stick-shift cars for 20 years (until last year, when I finally threw in the towel due to a horrific commute) this was a rather difficult place to get to.

The really difficult bit will probably be not dropping a scary load of cash on a new wheel right then and there. However, I have sat myself down and given myself a stern talking-to about keeping an open mind (no matter the people who inadvertently seduce me into a Schacht Matchless just from the look of them), and trying everything, and seeing if perhaps I uncover someone who might lend me a spare for a while (as Marie assures me is likely to happen - fiber folk really seem to be generous in lending spare tools to draw others into the fold) to see if I really and truly want to persist in this after I have tried it once. My particular equation of Stubborn + Enthusiastic often = Expensive, and if I'm going to spend big cash, I really don't want it to be a big cash mistake.

I am trying to be sensible. I really am.

~~Friday~~, Saturday, Sunday...

Posted: Friday - July 21, 2006 at 07:37 AM | |