And that's the truth. Work has kicked my behind this week. Tuesday I got home and was so tired I could barely sit on a chair and knit. I was just too tired to make a stitch. But the thought of doing nothing and just watching tv was depressing. And it dawned on me. I could spin. No thought required, repetitive motion and the feel of the twist against my fingers would be soothing. I walked into the spare room, didn't even bother turning on the light, reached into one of my fibre bins and pulled out this.
It is from Christina Marie Potter (The link is for the new site. I bought this when she was still in her Etsy shop.) It's vintage 2010 and the colourway is V. Like the TV show. I looked up how much I paid for it and it was a steal!
I spun happily for several hours that evening. While watching the first season of Fringe. (What a silly show! And how I'm loving it...)
Wednesday night I was full of energy so lots of things got done, but no spinning. Then yesterday started with a trip to the vet with a limping cat, followed by a very surprising meeting, and then ending with an enormous disappointment. None of these things ended badly but last night I was full of frustration. So I sat down at the wheel and spun thin, tightly spun singles. Until well past midnight. And it was as if those feelings of tension passed through my fingers and into the fiber and left me alone. By the time midnight came I was relieved of carrying the burden of those emotions. (Which essentially meant I felt like me again.)
(Photographs of bobbins in the dark of my bedroom can at best be described as moody...)
Anyhow. Today was busy too but I focused on the things that gave me pleasure. Patient care. Working as a team. Learning new things. A little nauseating I know but saccharine aside, they are true statements.
Plus I've picked up a cold and my throat is sore so the day started with certain necessities.
All in all, spinning has provided me with respite this week. And as a reward for my good behaviour I am told that it will snow tonight. I am excited. I feel like this is winter and it will ready me for summer. No more 70 F weekends!