Twists of Fate

According to my dear astrologer, who also does some numerology, we’re moving in a “one” year. A year of new beginnings, and there’s all sorts of good planetary energy to support a big fat dose of MEMEME energy.

Bring it on, I say.

This year has been a very strange one for me. My professional life absolutely exploded, and brought me amazing prosperity, but boy howdy did I work my ass off for it. I’ve learned a lot, I’ve definitely learned to speak up and that I can handle a sometimes baffling amount of responsibility, and there’s one person in particular on the team who drives me absolutely insane, but also challenges me to achieve in ways I didn’t know were in me.

One of the things that fell by the wayside in the months of 60 hour work weeks was my love for fiber. I miss the slide of yarn between my hands, the smooth surfaces of the needles under my fingers, and the soft, rhythmic click that speaks to me of contentment, of peace. I miss plunging my hands into a giant bag of roving or fleece, and gazing at my books and daydreaming of the possibilities. I miss my stash, divided between boxes in my home and a storage space in another city. I really hate that I’m still living out of boxes over six months after I moved in here, because I haven’t the energy after working so hard to put together my living space the way I want it. I am not fond of hurting all the time, and need to address some health concerns in the coming year.

That said, my main goal is to pick up the needles and work on something. Anything. My WIP pile is absolutely stunning, and I could probably fill a respectable container with all the needles I’d recover from my WIP pile. I want to work with all the yarns and fiber I keep buying, because even if I don’t have time to use it, acquiring bits here and there has helped maintain my sanity. I want to work with my new KnitPicks Harmony needles, and the Fleece Artist yarn that’s calling my name, and maybe get over my fear of socks on teeny needles. I have an amazing amount of sock yarn, because you only need to buy one or two balls for a project, and yet…I have a single pair of knitted socks for myself. This is so wrong!

Given that this is a MEMEME year, I’ve found myself debating over whether to re-acquire the one wheel I truly loved working with (a Columbine, by the by), go a new and different direction with something like a Majacraft Suzie Pro (I’m fat liek whoa, and not sure the double treadle thing will work for me, given how close together the treadles are), or maybe go an entirely different direction and get a big Kromski Harp loom. I know I’m not ready for anything more complex than that when it comes to weaving, but maybe I can weave something faster than I can knit it?

It’s a new year, and a whole new realm of possibilities are opening to me on this road I’m traveling. For the first time in a while, I’m actually looking forward to discovering them.

May the new year bring wonderful and amazing things to you and yours as well!