Thursday, September 4, 2008
I'm having a mental health moment
Because if I don't, my spinning wheel is going to learn how to fly.
I have never loved the thing, not for 2 seconds, although I really, really, really want to. Everybody else does; if you look at pictures of any spin-in or class, I'll guarantee that 50% of the people there are spinning with one. They rave about them.
I have a fast flier, I have a bulky flier, I have extra bobbins, I have a custom made, bullet proof case. It ought to do everything I want in the world, but you know.. it does not. Instead it shudders and wiggles and squeals and creaks, and I just dislike it to no end. I've been struggling with it for almost a year. Right now we are fighting with a tensioning device. It doesn't want one, and I say it has to have one or it won't spin. I've tried a number of things, and each one sucks in a different way than the last.
What I want is a Ladybug, but the orifice is too small for what I want to do. What I HAVE is a Lendrum. With all the bells and whistles.
At this moment, I'm half way through Navajo plying some Fleece Artist Wool/Silk. I'm not exactly at a spot where I'd like the wheel to determine that it's not going to ply one more inch. Yet I'm there.
What I ought to do is get my bad Karma wheel back and pretend this Lendrum thing never happened.
Who said that spinning is peaceful?