Well, I've tried for years to resist. I did pretty well, I think....putting the thoughts of spinning out of my mind for this long...insisting that I didn't need another obsession in my life. Recently someone asked me if I was a spinner. I said no. She corrected me and said "No, not yet". She was right.
My resolve has been weakening. The thought has been tickling the outer edges of my brain. I stopped trying so hard to push it aside. Then, a couple weeks ago, I mentioned in passing that I might want to get a wheel. Delphine, who I worked with at the shop, said she had a wheel that she didn't use any more. She thought she might be interested in selling it to me.
No more was said, and I let it go to the outer edges of my brain again.
Saturday night I played some poker and won some money. When we got home that night, I took the money out of my pocket and put it on the dresser and said "maybe this will be a downpayment on my new spinning wheel" and I went to bed.
Things started to come together in my brain. The HUGE bag of roving I have started telling me "I want to be yarn already, darnit!" So I got in touch with Delphine, asked her if she was serious, and how much she wanted for her wheel. She gave me a price, and it was one I could live with, so today I became the proud owner of this:
An Ashford Traveller...I am clueless as to how to use it. I know it needs to be dusted off, oiled, and needs a drive band. My friends Chris and Rebecca both got wheels when the shop went out of business. Neither of them has learned to spin yet. Jenny (who also worked at the shop) is going to teach the 3 of us....hopefully SOON!
I brought home a book and a video from the library. Maybe I'll see if I can play around with it a little bit. I know I have a LOT to learn. But I guess I'm going to become a spinner!
(it looks so "at home" next to the fireplace, huh? Coco thoroughly checked it out when I brought it in....)