Oh, the trials of spinning! It’s always in the back of my mind. However, things have been happening lately that have prevented me from spending an afternoon (or even five minutes) doing what I love. Loki, my spinning wheel, has been neglected of late. Some of this has been his own fault and some has been mine. Relationships are a two-way street, even with a spinning wheel.
The Trials of Spinning #1
It started a several weeks ago when Loki decided to be the loud, obnoxious boyfriend who had nothing better to do than grate on my nerves. His squeaking was horrendous! It’s hard to relax when your brain is being torn apart by, “Squeak! Squeak!”.
Loki was giving me a headache and I could not figure out what his problem was. Men! They lack communication skills and do nothing but make your ears ring. In the end I took him to my dad who got him to shut up after squirting him with some oil in just the right spot. Problem #1 – solved. 🙂 🙂
The Trials of Spinning #2
With the monthly meeting of spinners coming up in less than a week, Loki decided having a complete breakdown was the best idea. Okay, so maybe it was my fault, but I really didn’t need the anxiety. The wood of his flyer split and so the rod just kept spinning and not taking in the yarn because it was catching in the gap between said flyer and rod.
Needless to say there were several sleepless nights and anxious days. A flyer is not cheap and I really didn’t want to pay for a new one, nor did I have the patience to wait for it to arrive.
In steps dad once again (grudgingly as always) to squirt wood glue between the splits and then clamp it for 24 hours. Luckily, the meeting was 48 hours away so more than enough time for the glue to set. It was certainly a faster fix than waiting until the next week for a brand new flyer from across the country. I did manage to get a teeny bit of the rainbow done that Saturday and Loki performed well.
Now that I know Loki’s noisy parts better, I’ll make sure to lubricate him just a bit more often (but not too often or he’ll fall apart 🙂 ). Why do I always end up with the weird machines? Annie, my car, has wiper blades that have their own rhythm which can be annoying if I’m driving in the middle of a storm. Tosh, my laptop, sometimes fights going to bed and will reboot before I can close the lid. I could write stories about the quirky machines that surround me.
The flyer now resides in its own padded bag. I’m thinking of naming it after one of the mythical Loki’s children to show it more respect. Not sure which one since he has several children. Fenrir, the wolf, is a distinct possibility because naming it Jörmungandr, which is a serpent, seems frightening. It probably makes more sense if the flyer is Loki and the bobbins are his children. Without the flyer, there is no spinning wheel.
These are the trials of spinning that have prevented me from doing what I love to do. I’ll give it a little more time since I have other things that have taken priority in my life. It’s not like I’m totally giving up spinning. It’s just a minor setback. Things will return to normal soon.
Have an excellent day!