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even more self-indulgence
Posted on | May 24, 2007 | 13 Comments
Guess what I just bought?
Three batts of Abby‘s merino/tencel luxury batts. I’ve wanted to spin merino/tencel for a long, long time, and I’m a little down today so I decided to make myself feel better.
I’m down because yesterday I went to my guild’s monthly spin study and I was all excited because I WAS BUYING A FLEECE! Woo hoo! A big, honkin’, stinky fleece that I was going to spread out on the lawn and take pictures of and learn how to skirt and how to wash, maybe even card it if I ever get my guild’s carder like I was supposed to LAST MONTH (the girl who had it and knew I was next in line to rent it, gave it to another member who’s been MIA since), and probably eventually the reality of this overwhelming task would hit home and I’d send it off for processing, but STILL! My own fleece! FLEECE! BAAA! BAAAA!
And there was no fleece. No fleece for me. I still don’t get it. I committed to buy the fleece in January (JANUARY!!!), I spoke to the shepherdess at least three times confirming that I was still interested, SHE CALLED ME last Friday night to tell me what she had left and see if I was coming to spin study, and when I got there, she was gone and she’d sold all her fleeces. I don’t know where the communication lapse came into play, but damn, she knows I’m a working girl and I can’t be there at 10:00 a.m. – I have to come on my lunch hour. So poop. POOP POOP POOP!!!
Please don’t tell me there are zillions of fleeces out there. I know this. I can be reasonable about it and a part of me even understands that she just wanted to sell the fleeces and be done with it. When I called her, she really had nothing to say, other than she’d sold all her fleeces. She acted like we’d never even spoken. What I don’t understand is why she bothered to save my note saying I wanted a fleece or call me or anything if it was going to be first come, first served. I mean, that just doesn’t seem right. To me, anyway. It’s not just the fleece, my feelings are hurt. Am I nuts? It doesn’t matter, what’s done is done. But I am left wondering if this is indicative of some f’d up guild politics (like the carder). And if so, do I even want to be a part of this?
Maybe I can talk Stacey into helping me buy a fleece at SAFF.
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May 24th, 2007 @ 10:24 am
I don’t know the guild folks but I sense some politics going on here. Of course, I am suspicious by nature. But my “assume the worst and you’re never disappointed” philosophy more often than not comes to pass. Your enthusiam and skill may be intimidating/overwhelming to some of the membership. I fear this is classic, southern lady passive-agressive behavior.
May 24th, 2007 @ 10:39 am
That sucks about the fleece and the carder. I can’t believe you still haven’t gotten it. Then again, I have a good idea of what to get you for Christmas. :-)
Also, I seriously doubt you’ll have to talk Stacey into helping you buy a fleece at SAFF. From what I remember, she was trying to convince you to buy fleece last year. I think all you have to do is say fleece in her hearing and she’ll drag you off to a vendor.
May 24th, 2007 @ 10:59 am
That is just MEAN! You should find someone who is good to deal with and not flakey people who don’t deserve you money.
May 24th, 2007 @ 11:03 am
Whether it’s politics, stupidity on their part, or just rudeness, you shouldn’t have to put up with that. That’s terrible. You have every right to feel angry and upset. Personally, I think there ARE a million fleeces out there and I think you should make it a point to never buy that woman’s fleece EVER. Even if she’s the last one in the world with fleeces and I have to BUY A SHEEP to get you a fleece. And you can tell her I said so. That was just pplain nasty.
Sorry for the typos – for some reason when I comment, the comment box wanders over under your sidebar and I can’t see half my comment…
Anyway, beautiful merino/tencel, it will be lovely yarn
May 24th, 2007 @ 11:05 am
I am sorry to hear about your fleece incident. That beautiful fiber should help. I can’t decide what pattern to use for my merino/tencel sock yarn, which is named Darlene. This reminds me that I have avoided all fiber guild meeting this year. Last week’s was spinning lessons–no need for temptation.
May 24th, 2007 @ 1:41 pm
That’s so sucky. The fleece you find will most definitely be nicer – nasty people probably have nasty sheep ;)
May 24th, 2007 @ 3:23 pm
Jen’s comment up there is perfect. Hold out for your choice of fleeces. I’ve got a fleece that I bought online last December and it just wasn’t what I was hoping for. I’m pretending it isn’t there and will try and find one elsewhere this year.
May 24th, 2007 @ 4:10 pm
You know, first I’d complain to the powers that be at the guild, then I’d seriously consider quitting. Life’s too short to try to voluntarily deal with people who consider themselves so much more special than anyone else.
May 24th, 2007 @ 4:29 pm
oh dear :( That doesn’t sound very nice at ALL. Hopefully there’s some folks of redeeming value in the guild, but I agree life is too short to deal with stuff like that. I see you getting a great fleece at SAFF! SAFF & FLEECE!!
That roving is a lovely consolation prize in the meantime!
May 24th, 2007 @ 4:39 pm
Booo, fleece girl, booooooo. Probably a bigger better fleecier fleece is coming along and this is the Universe giving you a chance to have that one (the better fleece – the golden fleece even) instead.
May 24th, 2007 @ 9:35 pm
I would have been pissed off, steaming out of my ears probably as well. That’s too bad, and I’m sorry for you. That Lady is strange! Emily said it in her comment, there will be a better fleece for you, you’ll be glad you didn’t buy the old stinky one! ;o)
May 25th, 2007 @ 12:37 am
I’d say you deserve the batts. That totally sucks about the fleece and the carder! Grrrr!
May 25th, 2007 @ 10:30 am
I agree with Blogless Ginny. I think that catty passive agressive shepherdess was intimidated by your drive and enthusiasm. And if she did have a fleece chances are she would save the filthy moth eaten one for you. And the drum carder thing…sweet Jzuz, that would piss me off too. That is just outright poor business. I am finding the old school spinning community is filled with these shriveld up old b***hes—GIIIRRRLLL I could share some stories! I think the younger artsy spinners have a better sense of community (I think back to how sweet it was for Miss Hawklet to just send you her hand cards to use!) You are going to find some great resources at SAFF. And by all means It think it will be fun to help you pick out a fleece (or two, or three…)