Monthly Archives: September 2014

Closing one door and peeking through another

The response I had from the last post has been wonderfully overwhelming, you are so supportive and encouraging – thank you all very much. It was most unexpected and humbling.
I am looking forward to my last full week at work (wow! That was awfully quick) and have started to say goodbye to some of my clients. I will miss working with people in this way, it has been a real joy to witness lives transform and I am always in awe of the courage that some folks possess.
Having said that, it is the end of a challenging week and a good reminder of why I am leaving. I am tired of being paid to be nice to people I don’t like and enacting policies I don’t agree with, which how an old colleague of mine described it once.
The weaving shed is making progress; after Mr Weaving Heart worked very hard at digging a hole and then filling said hole, albeit with something different, the concrete went down. I was so excited about this, who knew a bit of concrete could be so happy-dance-inspiring (I confess there was more than one of these!).
I think it’s because it made it more real, plus there is the practical side of getting that part finished before the weather changes.

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I’ve started to wind a warp for a semi-custom, it feels like quite a while since I wove a straight forward baby wrap and I’m really enjoying it (happily, as I will be doing a whole lot more of this hopefully!!).

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I’ve also been spinning quite a lot. I’ve discovered I really enjoy spinning hand carded batts (two great shops to have look at on Etsy are Oliver Twist and Yummy Yarns). I’ve bought some with lots of sparkle and it feels like playing. The fibre is usually mixed with bits of slubby silk waste, hand dyed wool with something like tencel thrown in for good measure and is difficult to spin in a truly smooth way, but this isn’t the point really, it’s about spinning a completely unique yarn and perfect for some Saori weaving.
I’m in the middle of plying a freebie batt from Oliver Twist and am itching to weave it up now but don’t have a free loom.

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It would be perfect for the Rigid Heddle but I’ve had a project on there from before the grand children came to stay, a pooled warp which I’m just not feeling and because it’s been on there for so long, the weft threads have distorted and it looks very uninspiring. I’m tempted to cut it off but the dilemma is that the warp is some rather lovely hand dyed sock yarn and it would be such a waste. I’m sure I could do something with it…hmmm?

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Things are moving forward very quickly here at Weaving Heart Central. I’ve so wanted to tell you all about it but had other people who really needed to know first, like family and work.
Mr Weaving Heart and I have decided that there is little real safety in taking the ‘safe’ option and have quit proper work to focus on the weaving business.
I’ve also needed some time to collect my thoughts around this momentous occasion and whilst I feel relatively calm about it all consciously, I’m having lots of anxiety dreams (like being engulfed by a huge wave or running around naked – sorry erase that thought!) and my IBS is playing up.
Leaving the NHS is a little like leaving home. You know, the ‘standing on your own two feet’ feeling and the ‘I’m responsible for everything‘ feeling.
Employers can be like parents in a way; they look after you when you’re sick, like I have been a lot, they make big decisions into which you have little input, they essentially clothe, feed you and give you pocket money (an old work colleague used to call her pay ‘tips’ as it was so meagre!). So it’s no wonder it all makes me feel seventeen again.
I feel incredibly excited and blessed to be able to start another chapter of the book. My NHS work is very stressful at times and intensely rewarding but not good for my health, ironically, and not really sustainable for me health wise now either. My colleagues there have had so much on their plates having to cover for my long periods of absence that it only seems right to make space for someone else now.
My husband has similar issues around his job and he is going to be my assistant (mwa ha haaa, the power!!).
So, we applied for a business grant and were awarded funds to build a shed weaving studio.
My capable assistant has been digging a huge hole and then filled it with a lot of rubble.

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He has had two helpers who have become experts at trailing muddy foot prints everywhere.

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I’m planning an official opening to which you will all be invited. There will be lots of cake, I promise!