And so my months of prep are finished, boxes are shipped, suitcases are packed, and I did a rare thing, treated myself to a day at the spa. (Giggle) It seemed like a fitting end to a frantic few months of preparation, with copious amounts of travel thrown in there, weather woes, and delays.
I made it to Raleigh Durham NC last Friday to finish what I had started last February, a quick weekend workshop for the Triangle Guild of Handweavers, postponed because NC got more snow and ice than they could handle. We rescheduled to this past weekend, and the group was excited and wonderful and all 22 of them hung on every word, except when they were too exhausted to process another thing. No one ever leaves my workshops telling me they didn’t get their money’s worth.
This group is in the fortunate position of having their own space, a large bright classroom, looms moved out into the hall, and a board room, with conference table and chairs, for everyone to gather round for lectures. They listened, and then tried techniques, and carefully examined all the garments I brought, and I heard that they had a great time. I’m glad I was able to squeeze in this group before heading out to California.
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And what a treat to have my hostess Sally’s husband cook dinner for us on Saturday night when we got back to the house. It is these little perks that make my traveling fun.
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Sunday night was rather painful, there were numerous delays on the incoming plane, followed by mechanical issues, oh United… After a three hour delay, (however I’m intensely grateful the flight wasn’t just cancelled), I made it to Newark, grabbed the shuttle and picked up my car, and arrived home around a quarter to two, in the morning. I’m still trying to catch up on sleep.
And of course Tuesday I woke up to this. Sigh. Fortunately it was just a coating on the ground, the pavement and roads were too warm for anything to actually stick. It is just depressing that my bulbs are only 4″ up and then covered with snow again. Things were beginning to bloom in Chapel Hill NC and I was so hoping to see something of my yard before I left for a month.
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Anyway, I’m tired of planning and being a business owner, taxes all had to be filed before I left, sales tax reports, bills paid and paperwork taken care of for the month. I just desperately wanted to make something. Anything. And so, while choosing what yarn I planned to pack for side knitting during my down time over the next month, I decided to quick knit up a new dishcloth. The others were getting pretty ratty, and I felt like I had accomplished something, however small. I’m going to curl up and finish this off tonight, and hope my alarm wakes me in the morning, I have to leave here about 5am.
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And so it is onto Daryl’s excellent west coast adventure, starting in Morro Bay, CA for a five day intensive.
Stay tuned…