I thought that by going back to a physical workplace after telecommuting for the last four years, I’d magically have more time. I know that’s not how things actually work scientifically, but I generally get more done the busier I am, and some of my best/most complicated/largest projects have happened when I was working more than full-time and/or more than one job and didn’t know up from down.
But I’m still settling in to the new routine I suppose, as is the dog (who is making progress somewhat but not enough yet), and the house and garden still need much more attention than just a bit of maintenance here and there…
But I’ve also got a case of raging startitis, with no accompanying secondary infections of focusitis or finishitis, so I need to reign things in a bit.
My all time favorite LYS recently closed – technically it wasn’t local to me anymore, but I occasionally ordered from them over the phone, and stopped in when passing through my old city – the news about it was sad, and perhaps moreso because it was one more severed tie to the place (and the shop was possibly a victim of the ever-increasing hipsterization and gentrification that is utterly ruining the city).
The Garden State Sheep Breeders festival came and went – I nearly missed it because I hadn’t registered that it had turned September (apparently I did that last year too) – and it was a little disappointing this year – fewer vendors and fewer unique breeds of wool for sale (if you want Romney, Jacob, or Alpaca, NJ is the place for you).
(Not that I don’t like Jacob and Alpaca especially, I just have enough for now.)
So I only picked up a few braids of atomically-dyed Dorset…
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Garden state sheep breeders festival today! And stuck to my budget and current plan to buy colors out of my comfort zone, though mostly that just means stop getting green things since I'm quite a fan of oranges too… #woolfestival #gardenstatesheepandwool #gardenstatesheepbreeders #dorset #wool #roving #spinning #dailydoseoffiber #fuzzyfrogfibers
to make a superhero flaming cape-like shawl I guess?
And a couple of ounces of grab-bag fiber here and there from the fiber folks – I hate to call these pity purchases, but that’s what some are, and the rest are more of a penny candy approach…
But this means I need to oil up the wheel again and get spinning – it has been montionless for months – and it’s finally cool enough to start back up.