Here comes the rain.

Cranbrook warped.
Cranbrook threaded, and tied on.

NOW, if I can just get the countermarch system through my thick head, and get it tied up so I have a shed big enough to accommodate a shuttle, I will start weaving.

Heavy rain predicted for tomorrow, and I am not surprised. This week has been a comedy of errors, but I am not laughing presently.
You know about the squirrels, if not you could go here and read about the cause of my misery. Or at least one of them.
I am limping around, though my xray says my foot is OK, believe me when I say that it is not. Very painful, whatever it is. Podiatrist appt November 11th. Can't wait.

Then there is the saga of the Monitor heater, if you would like to read about them, you could go here to get the lowdown. But I can tell you this, as economical as they are, the money I have spent in repairs and maintenance certainly puts a new spin on it.
Now I have a heater that is in the repair shop, again. And a tank full of kerosene that is tilting, and needs to be pumped out, and needs a brand new cement pad built.
Are you hearing coins falling??? Money rustling????
Cause you should be.
So I have tried all week to put this all in perspective. It could be worse.
Other people have bigger problems.

This morning I got up early, and went grocery shopping. I had three people coming for a weaving weekend. I spent $144.86 on all kinds of wonderful things to feed them, roast chicken and biscuits for dinner, chef salad for lunch, french toast with sausage for breakfast.
Then I went to the studio, unpacked everything, and finished the cleaning job that I have been working on all week. I cleaned and brought in wood pellets, I made soup, and roasted squash. I was busy all day, never stopped.
They called about noon, and said they were in route, and wanted to know what time dinner was.
The roast chicken was waiting to go in the oven.
Then about 2pm, they called again. Due to a phone call that relayed the unexpected death of someone close, they were cancelling.
Would I give them back their deposit??
Caught off guard, and feeling terrible about their misfortune, I said yes.

So all the perishable food got packed up, and loaded back into my car.
All the plans I had for my weekend are thrown out the door. Phone calls are made to make adjustments all over the place.
I am getting flack from my family because I said I would give the deposit back. For all my trouble, and money spent on food, the general consensus is that I should have kept it, of at least half of it.
Well, at least I have a huge pot of fantastic soup, Ribollita, that I made from a recipe over at Kayotic Kitchen. It is a great recipe, and it is delicious. I highly recommend it, and in fact, I am thinking it will go quite well with a glass of pinot grigio, or maybe even two glasses.