Today’s my 42nd birthday. How did that happen, eh?
The last year has been a real mixed bag with some almighty lows, but the odd high too. Probably the best thing to come out of the last year is spinning.
It’s only a year since I started fiddling around with a spindle, then I bought my Schacht Ladybug last November and used it pretty much every day since. I have fibre falling out of boxes and bags, and skeins of handspun here, there and everywhere.
I bought the Ladybug blind – nigh on £400 in one go, just like that – not like me at all, usually I am so careful and analyse, compare, make lists etc. Ladybirds have featured in my life before, I painted the tank of my GS400 (motorbike) as a ladybird many moons ago – it seemed a good sign and thankfully this time round it worked out perfectly.
I’m still far too easily distracted by shiny pretty things (can you ever have too much angelina)? I flit from one project to another, rarely achieved a truly finished project as new ideas keep on coming and interrupting.
I must take stock some time soon and see if there is any way of making spinning/knitting a bigger part of my life. If there was a magic way of making my living doing it, perhaps it would take all the fun out of it? Be nice to find out though…