… I finally got my house back.
(And yes, for all you sadly confused people (including most of the comic strip authors), Christmas does NOT end on the 25th. It starts on the 25th and runs for twelve days. So, again, I’m the last one in my neighborhood with Christmas lights still on.)
I like to see my relatives. I like having my normal life back, too.
My mom’s gift became a performance art piece… which is a fancy way of saying that Mom got to see her table runner from start to finish, in spite of my better intentions of having it finished at least a few weeks ago. Me being me, I had to go and suggest a complicated pattern for my fifth piece of weaving ever (not counting potholders).
I was actually pleasantly surprised to see the pattern emerging properly.
Pattern: Overshot “Same But Different”, from Handweaver’s Pattern Directory by Anne Dixon
I have a wonderful new book (Learning to Weave by Deborah Chandler) that has cleared up a number of confusions. Plus she commented on (and allowed for) people who are anti-social weavers. Yep, that’s me. I don’t seek out classes. I have no burning desire to join the local guild or clubs. I really prefer books: no drama, no personality conflicts, just a bit of assistance when I need it and some peace and quiet.