One Week

Holy merino, it’s fall.

How…HOW is there only ONE week until Montpelier?!? One week!! ONE!!! I have ONE WEEK to prepare!!!

Yes, fiber festivals do require preparation. Especially that of the monetary variety. I have to find money!! I need to take my jar’o’change to the Coinstar machine and cash it in for shopping money. Also, this will require me to pillage my purse and the couch cushions for any extra coinage that I can come up with. Every little bit helps!

Oh…I should check the car too.

And behind the desk.

And my work bag…

And drawers.

I need cash.

Anyway, once the financial front is all clear (which…it so totally isn’t realistically…what with my big dumb dog eating PLASTIC and having to go to the vet last week…dummy.) then I will have to plan my shopping strategy. I know that I want a new drop spindle because I collect them for no good reason other than that they are pretty and I started spinning on them and got addicted. Then I want needles of some sort…because that’s another thing I like to collect for no good reason.

Other than that…I’m not sure what I want in the way of fiber. Probably something that starts with “S” and ends with “ock”…I don’t have an addiction. I don’t have a problem. I CAN QUIT WHEN I WANT!!!

So once I’ve planned and plotted I need to PACK! I’ll be leaving right after work…one week from RIGHT NOW and hopping in my good friend’s car to drive to her mom’s house. It’s around a 3 hour drive so I’ll also need to pack car appropriate projects…

But before I plan…and pillage…and pack…I kind of made this really dumb promise to myself.

I promised to spin.

A lot.

Spin the fiber I got LAST year at Montpelier…granted I didn’t promise to spin ALL of it because that would get in to some serious poundage…but anyway…there’s this 8oz of pretty, pretty fiber I said I’d spin.

Seafoam! Isn't it preeeetty?

Aaaaaand I’m only about halfway through.

And there’s ONE week left. And um…I work full time. Oh and I’m training for a half marathon.

So…WHEN do I have time to sit down and spin?? Gee I don’t know…never? PLUS it’s Christmas Knitting season and don’t EVEN get me started about that.

But yeah. ONE WEEK.

One.

HA!

Ow My Eyes

My eyeballs hurt.

It feels like someone may have poured vinegar in to them then rubbed it out with sandpaper.

Why?

WHY!?!?!

Wollmeise is why. You know what I mean…you’ve thought about it. Maybe you haven’t stalked just yet…maybe you have only heard the murmurings over on Ravelry…but you know. Deep down…you know.

Maybe you’ve even see then story of the best boyfriend ever. Now that? That’s amazing.

So around 6:00 I sat down on the couch to watch a guilty pleasure show which shall not be named…I was about to pull out my wheel…but then I thought “Ya know…I’d really like to get a travel wheel…let’s go see what that costs”. So I googled. I wandered Susan’s Fiber Shop…then the Woolery…then of course Etsy…then…then I thought “wool…wool…wollmeise….”

And 2.5 hours later my eyes feel like they were sand blasted and acid washed. Because I searched. And stalked. And ebay’d. And messaged. And calculated. And tried to learn German…

And I found the perfect skein. And it’s in the UK. And the dollar is crap compared the to euro…and….yeah I’m going to go broke because of German yarn bought from England with a weak-a$$ dollar.

 

Crap on a stick.

 

Happy Friday.

 

I’m blind now.

….but it’s sooooo pretty…………….