My, my, how time flies. Okay, not. This has been the longest two weeks in recored history. But at long last the husband is finally gone back to work! Starts his new job with Enterprise this morning. Left at 5:30 am, the butt crack of dawn, and the house is mine again for at least the next five days. The cat and I are sitting here at the computer with our coffee and a house full of blissful silence and emptiness. All is right with our little world.
Don't get me wrong. I do love the husband. He's my husband, after all. But I've moaned and groaned many times about how much it wigs me out to have someone else in the house all the time. I'm used to being here alone, quiet and alone. I like it. I need it. My heart of hearts is a solitary one 3/4 of the time. Even having the husband occupied back in his studio for hours at a time doesn't keep me from being aware there is another person in the house. The energy changes. I'm aware of his presence at all times. It's nerve wrecking. Sort of like a doctor being 'on call' and never knowing for sure just when that damned beeper 's gonna' go off. Ah well, the next five days are mine. And yes, I'm giggling about that lovely little fact.
The store's been open for eleven days now. While I can't say we've been very busy I can say we have had some business. When our newspaper article hits the press I'm sure it will pick up considerably. Spreading the word. I'm looking forward to the day when we're busy enough to hire someone to run the counter while Paul and I spend our time doing Reiki sessions all day. Or I'm doing readings. I'm looking forward to having other types of services like having a massage therapist or acupuncturist, etc. I'm looking forward to offering classes such as yoga or meditation or tai chi. I'm looking forward to the retail section of the store being full of more nice things and making lots of sales on a daily basis. I see it all in my mind's eye and I feel good about it. Even with the state of the economy and life being a bit chaotic now, I still feel very positive about our store and it's success. It's going to be wonderful.
Speaking of wonderful things ... I'm knitting up a lovely meditations stole to sell in the store. It's a delicate angora/silk lace weight yarn in a dusty lavender color. When it's finished I'm going to stitch little crystal beads on it. Yeah, there is a way to attach the beads while you are knitting but I didn't think about it until I'd already started. This particular on is a basic garter stitch on large needles. Creates the illusion of lace without the complication of actually knitting a real lace pattern.
But it's making me brave .....
I made a trip to Asheville to AC Moore Crafts and bought some other yarns for shawls/stoles. While I was there I found a book, Wrapped in Comfort by Alison Jeppson Hyde, which completely and totally snagged my soul. Holy schmoly! I am so hooked. The shawls are amazing. They are so delicate and feminine. I want one of each. Yes, I'm aware that's a rather hysterical statement coming from me. But believe me, these shawls are simply dreamy. Granted, I'm not quite ready to jump into knitting one up just yet but I've been on the net looking for the yarn for the one I do intend to make. Handmaiden Yarn. In my humble opinion, it ranks right up there with chocolate. It's nasty expensive, too. Fortunately the shawl I want to knit only requires one skein. Whew!
Making any one of them would gear me up for this frothy bit of yarnage ... Best of Interweave Knits. *Note image on cover.* I have the pattern in one of my issues of Interweave Knits. When I got that magazine I sat and stared at that shawl with my mouth hanging open. It's a beautiful piece of work. It was a vague, distant thought in my little brain that I would ever dare to attempt such an accomplishment as knitting up a lace shawl. Intimidating is an understatement. At the time, I was still only dreaming of making my sweater. Ya' know, I really think knitting that sweater caused something in my cranial cavity to snap loose. Half way through I was envisioning piles of sweaters, things with cables and fancy-pants stitches, big and snuggly afghans, socks and thick footies. And, yes, even daring to think of knitting lace. My knit-freak kicked in, or on, or whatever. Gah!
So, now I'm on the rampage of knitting prayer/meditation shawls/stoles for the store. I don't know that I'm going to be able to part with them after I knit them. Oy! That's a depressing thought. Maybe I'll use the Handmaiden yarns for ones for me and other yarns for the ones for the store. Yeah! Excellent. Cake and eat it, too.
Namaste y'all ...
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