Forgot to mention – I had the freakiest dream this morning. I was in some kind of office setting and I was showing this young woman all of my fiber – and all the little balls/batts/whatever were wrapped up so pretty with bows and wrapping paper and I was telling her all the things she could do with the fiber. Like make clothes or something. I don’t know where I went, but when I came back she was gone and so was all my fiber! She STOLE my fiber! I was running around telling everyone she stole it and I knew she didn’t know how to spin, so when I found her I confronted her and told her that I had put a call into the syndicate (you know who you are) telling them NOT TO SPIN FOR HER! If she approached them, take the fiber and send it back to me.
I swear this was my dream.
That wheel can’t come fast enough!
You have serious fiber anxieties.
And you just reminded me that last night I dreamt about a Roomba, the vacuuming robot. I guess I’ve some serious housekeeping anxieties myself.
Grrlfriend….you got real trouble. Fibery nightmares are the sign of sure addiction and you haven’t even started spinning yet!
Whew boy. You’re in some serious trouble. I’m just sayin.
I’m swimming in alpaca and llama roving right now, and I swear none of it was stolen from you…
You totally crack me up. Spinning nightmares…it must be payback for ignoring your spindles and making all those socks ;-)))
(did I tell you I kind of went and bought a whole bunch of sock yarn? ahem. Must have been the roving guilt…)
Okay, maybe I haven’t been reading carefully enough. DID YOU SAY WHEEL? I could swear that you told me you didn’t spin. I know you’re impulsive and all, but A WHEEL? REALLY? I must know more!
P.S. If you can’t tell, just the thought of a wheel is making me ridiculously jealous. RIDICULOUSLY. JEALOUS. Little green monster. With a spinning wheel. JEALOUS!
serious paranoia —— the syndicate for crying out loud??
I’ve had only positive dreams about Linda’s batts http://www.graftonfibers.com/fibers.htm
Perhaps you should sleep with one next to your bed so you can roll over, fondle it and be reassured, then go back to sleep?
Btw, there is some serious interest in and excellent Joan Schrouder posts about the CIT over on Janet’s AranKnit Yahoo Group. I’ve ordered my book!
A dream analyst/counselor would have a field day with you.
Between the dreams and the, ahem, “embryo people”, I think you’re a little stressed in general. The Bruce Xanax? Maybe just a tad, you know, to get you through the holidays?
Last night I dreamt I went over to my dealer’s – um, I mean, a local shepherdess’s – house and a male friend of mine (who has asked me in my waking life to knit a thing with such horrible yarn that I can hardly stand to think about it) came into the room with a giant armful of skeins (faux fairisle sock yarn, silk!, handspun) saying he would buy them all. I told him I wouldn’t knit for him, and he said that was okay, he was just stashing. I was mortified. STASHING such beautiful silk? Never to knit with it? HORRORS!
Knitter nightmares, indeed.
Don’t worry, I won’t do a thing for her. 🙂