Through The Yarny Curtain

On My Birthday

My birthday was several days ago. We got home from New Jersey only a few days before that. I was tired and needed to get back into a rhythm at home. I decided the best gift I could give myself for my birthday was progress on personal projects. I made progress on three projects: (1) Finishing a loom and spinning wheel; (2) Scouring fleece; and (3) Spinning a batt.

Finishing

In early January, I wrote about the problems I have with the finish on my rigid heddle loom and my spinning group’s wheel. My mother-in-law passed away the day after I wrote that post. When we left for New Jersey, I left all the pieces out on the workbench. I was at a bit of a loss of how to proceed because after five passes with the mineral spirits, some of the pieces were still tacky. On my birthday, I took the loom and the treadles to our local Woodcraft store and explained what I had done so far. They said I probably put too much Danish Oil on, which is why it never dried. They said that continuing with the mineral spirits was the correct approach but that if that doesn’t work then I will have to remove the entire finish and start over. I was using paper towels to apply the mineral spirits. They suggested that I use a shop towel because the paper towel might be too smooth. Over the course of the last several days, I applied another 5 or 6 rounds of mineral spirits. Some of the pieces are no longer tacky, some have parts that are tacky and some that are not, and some are still tacky all over but are not as tacky as they were before. We continue to move in the right direction!

Scouring

In early January, I scoured some fleece and wrote a long post about it. That day, I only scoured a fraction of the fleece I needed to scour.

The day my mother-in-law died, I was at a friend’s house, about to scour more fleece. My spinning group was holding our third annual retreat (I posted about the first one). This year, we decided to spend the day at the home of one of our members. These retreats are usually low-key, bring a project and do your own thing affairs, but this year several of us had fleece to scour, others had never scoured and wanted to learn, and our hostess has excellent space for scouring, so we decided to do a scouring day. I brought all the fleece I needed to scour and all my equipment.

Since several of us were processing fleece and since I had several 4 – 16 ounce samples, I put all my fleece into mesh laundry bags. Inside each laundry bag, I wrote the name of the breed on a tyvek wrist band (Amazon affiliate link). I used these wristbands when dyeing and scouring because they will not dissolve in water and you can write on them with a Sharpie. I had just finished putting everything into bags and was about to start scouring when my husband called to tell me his mother had passed. I immediately packed up all my fleece and drove home, leaving my equipment behind since everyone else was using it. I picked up the equipment after we returned home.

I still wanted to get all that fleece, plus additional fleece I had at my house, scoured. So I spent the afternoon of my birthday scouring fleece. Here’s all the fleece I put into laundry bags while with my spinning group.

My friend Nancy told us that she and her sister now do cold soaks of fleece before scouring. I decided that I would try that method. We have a plethora of 5 gallon pails. We use them for putting water into our hydroponics system, for toting around tools, and for storing things in the garage. Last September, we bought several more to use for water storage as part of our Hurricane Irma preparations.

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We filled the bathtub after I took this picture. Total water storage: 35ish gallons in the tub, 50 gallons in buckets, 6 or 7 gallons in the frig, 50 gallons of non-potable water in the rain barrel.

Copious water storage was an excellent thing because we were without power for 6 days, without water for 24 hours due to a water main break on our street, and on severe water restrictions (no showers, no flushing the toilet if you only peed) for a week because 85% of the lift stations in our county were without power. Lift stations move waste through the pipes to the treatment facility. If they can’t do their job, somewhere that sewage will seep into someone’s home.

Six trees came down at this house, including two that came through the roof in the middle of the storm, nearly hitting one of the teenagers. The family fled to a friend’s house. The roots of two trees pulled up through the water main, breaking it in multiple places.

No running water, no showers, no electricity, high heat and high humidity. This is how we kept clean.

When our power went out, the dishwasher was full of dirty dishes. After a couple of days without power, they really needed to be washed. I did it in the backyard, using water from our buckets. I did the three bucket method, with the last being a chlorine bleach rinse which meant I didn’t have to heat water on the propane camp stove.

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Sorry about the tangent. As I was saying, we have a plethora of 5 gallon buckets. I used those for the cold water soak.

No soap, no hot water, and maybe 15 minutes in the bucket at this point.

I liked the cold water presoak a lot. It is amazing how much comes out of the fleece, simply soaking it in cold water. I put the fleece into the pails to presoak, then finished setting up the rest of the equipment for scouring. When I took the fleeces out of presoak and put them into scour, I dumped the water out, filled the pail with clean water, and put more fleece in to soak. All the fleeces were in the cold water for a minimum of 20 minutes. Some were in there for an hour or more while I scoured others. With cold water, I don’t have to worry about the water cooling and lanolin redepositing onto the fleece. Anything that came out with just cool water should stay out!

I did only one scour with detergent on most of the fleece, followed by two plain water rinses. This was effective for almost all the fleeces. One particularly dirty alpaca fleece got two rounds with detergent and three plain water rinses. One or two of the greasier fleeces needed more scouring and I will be doing another scour on them. Stay tuned for more detailed blog posts on which ones needed more scouring and how I handled that.

I made one other change to the process I described in my previous post on scouring. I added two more bins for scouring, so I had 6 going at one time. When I was at the spinning group retreat, I discovered that my dish pans hold the same volume of water as the other containers I was using for scouring, so I set up two dish pans plus the containers!

With six bins going and the presoak doing a lot of work before scouring, I was able to scour 19.5 pounds of fleece in 4 hours. I have one fleece left to scour, an 8.5 pound black Corriedale fleece that I intend to scour a lock at a time using Fels-naptha soap. Stay tuned for a blog post on that when I get it done.

Spinning

My birthday was the day that NBC broadcast the opening ceremonies of the Olympics, so my parents came over and we watched that while I spun. I worked on the SassyBee polwarth batt I’ve been spinning for a bit.

It was an awesome birthday!

Post Script

My parents wanted to spend a day with me and told me to pick what I’d like to do and that would be their gift. The Tuesday after my birthday, we played an awesome escape game at Escape Effect

We had fabulous Indian food at a restaurant in the same plaza, then we went next door to Escape Effect and took the museum tour at the Chocolate Museum and Cafe.

Yes, this Taj Mahal is made out of chocolate!

Falcon Heavy: The Preparations

My husband is a space geek. He’s old enough, just barely, to remember when we landed on the moon and he’s loved space ever since. We are both sci-fi geeks and Chris especially loves shows about exploration. He loves discovery and adventure. Naturally, all of this means he particularly loves Elon Musk and Space X.

Tomorrow, February 6, Space X is scheduled to launch its Falcon Heavy rocket for the first time. Falcon Heavy is a BFD. The stats on it are impressive. Rather than reciting them, I’m going to refer you to Space X’s website. The important thing is that this is the first launch of a rocket that could be used to put humans back on the Moon or to land on Mars for the first time. And we are going to be there.

Falcon 9 will be launching from Kennedy Space Center Pad 39A. This pad has been the origin of more than 90 missions to space, including the Apollo 11 mission that put men on the moon and many space shuttle missions. After the shuttle program was discontinued and before Space X leased the pad, you could take a tour inside the fenced perimeter. Naturally, we took that tour.

Chris and I with Pad 39A in the background, circa September 2015.

Chris listening to our guide tell us the history of pads 39A and 39B.

Our feet, right on the line which we weren’t allowed to step past. The bricks are the same kind used in kilns because they have to withstand the heat of the rockets.

Tickets for the Falcon Heavy Launch went on sale while we were in New Jersey. We bought tickets to be at the Saturn V center, located 3.9 miles from the launch pad. This is the closest that members of the public can get. The launch is scheduled for 1:30 pm and our pass tells us we must be there at least 5 hours before launch time. It’s a 1.5 hour drive from here to Kennedy Space Center, so we are leaving the house at 6:00 am to make sure we are there in time!

So tonight, I packed a little bag and in the bag I put:

5 pairs of binoculars
Sunscreen
Bug Spray
Eye drops (for our contacts)
Lip Balm
My Sun Hat
Benadryl and AviQ. I have an anaphylactic allergy to fire ants, so if I’m going to be outside in Florida, I always bring these.
The set of lenses and filters I have for my iPhone
A battery to charge our phones, if necessary
And a knitting project, naturally. We’ve got to be there early and the launch window is 2.5 hours long, so there will be a lot of waiting around!

I’ll post more tomorrow evening!

Coming Home

While I was away, I wrote long posts with few pictures. Thanks for sticking it out. We got home last night, so I thought I’d do something I rarely do: a photo essay.

Knitting on the plane on the way home. All I have left on the Begonia Swirl Shawl is the bind off!

Tiger was happy to see his favorite person.

Amazon delivered some books while I was away.

Apparently it got too cold for too long. The galangal isn’t happy. Hopefully, we will be able to harvest the roots.

74 Days

I’ve mentioned previously that I listen to a lot of podcasts (e.g. last February’s post of my Top Twenty Podcasts). I don’t know that I’ve ever actually quantified “a lot.”

I am current — for varying definitions of current, as the rest of this post will discuss — on approximately 225 podcasts. Current means I’ve listened to the entire back catalog, except for current news and politics podcasts. For those, I listened to the 10 most recent episodes when I started subscribing and then listened to current episodes from there.

I am also subscribed to many podcasts on which I am not current. I haven’t counted, but there’s at least 400 of them between several categories — Catching Up, In the Wings, Limited Release, Abandoned, and Podfaded. Theoretically, Catching Up means I’m currently listening to the back catalog. In the Wings means I want to listen to those podcasts and will listen through their back catalogs after I finish the Catching Up list. Limited Release is a podcast that, when it was initially released, the intention was to do a specific number of episodes and no more. An example of Limited Release is the Presidential Podcast, which did one episode for each U.S. President. Abandoned is all the podcasts I listened to at one time but which I decided I no longer wish to do so. Podfaded is podcasts that are no longer produced. I move podcasts from the Current list to the podfaded list if they do not release episodes from more than 12 consecutive months or when the makers announce that they will not be releasing new episodes.

I do not unsubscribe from podcasts that I abandon or that are podfaded. I used to unsubscribe, but a couple of times I resubscribed to previously abandoned podcasts and then remembered I had listened before and why I no longer do. Sometimes podfaded podcasts come back. If I remain subscribed, the episodes will drop into my feed automatically. Either way, if I try to subscribe to something that is on my abandoned or podfaded list, I’ll get a pop up message from my app telling me I’m already subscribed. I can then find it on my lists and remember why I haven’t been listening to it.

So here’s my dirty little secret: I’m a 74 days behind on listening to podcasts. I know this because I am subscribed to two podcasts which release episodes every single day — each episode is under 5 minutes long, btw — and that’s how many episodes my app tells me I have queued from each of those podcasts.

I usually listen to podcasts when I drive, when doing housework, and sometimes when crafting. Any given day, the number of podcasts I listen to is somewhere between 14 and 16 hours of content. Since I set my app to listen at 2.5x speed as a default, and the app has a silence skipping feature that gives me an effective listening speed of 3.0x, it takes me 4-6 hours to actually listen to 14 – 16 hours of content. I learn a lot from some podcasts and am highly entertained by others. I also listen to some that are just meh or are repetitious of others or that I subscribed to just to have something to fill up time.h

I started thinking about why I’m 74 days behind. What happened on those 74 days? Or is it just an accumulation of days where I only had 2 hours to listen to podcasts? I realized that the 74 days represents some of the best and worst days of the my life over the last 9 months. I offer this inventory:

7 days visiting Stacy in Indiana in April 2017. Ever since she moved, I’ve visited Stacy once a year and attended a fiber festival with her (See blog posts from 2014, 2015, and 2016.) This year, I was there for a week. We went to the fiber festival, watched Star Gate, read, and crafted together. It was awesome, and there was definitely no time for solitary time, cut off with earbuds in my ears.
14 days, sick with a terrible upper respitory infection. I was just starting to be sick when I left Indiana and it turned out that I was the sickest I’ve been in a long, long time. My energy was zapped. I slept in the recliner in the living room because I couldn’t breath laying flat. You’d think 14 days sick would be an excellent opportunity for listening to podcasts. However, since I was so congested and my ears were swollen, it was painful to put earbuds in my ears.
4 days helping my sister move and organizing paperwork. I spent more than 4 days working on these projects, but since several of those days she was working while I was packing or unpacking, I am guessing that only 4 were days when I did not listen to podcasts.
7 days for Hurricane Irma. This includes a day of preparations, the day of the storm, and the 5 days after the storm when we did not have electricity at our house. We were able to keep our devices charged with batteries, but we limited our use of them so I didn’t listen to podcasts.
30ish days visiting my mother-in-law. We went to visit for long weekends in July, September, and October, a week at Thanksgiving, and I was there for 6 days at Christmas. While there, I might listen to podcasts for a short time after I woke up and before bed, but other than that I was too busy visiting.
6 days traveling to and from and attending SAFF. This was the third year in a row I’ve rented a house with a bunch of friends. This year, Fredi and I drove together and several other people met us there. While there, we are all busy shopping or taking classes. In the evenings, we eat dinner together then gather around the fireplace for Show and Tell. It’s a fantastic time.
15 days (so far) in New Jersey for my mother-in-law’s funeral. The days I have been here are days I have needed to be present, not cut off by my headphones. Making plans for the funeral, hanging out with family and friends, sorting through paperwork, all mean that I have listened to podcasts for less than an hour a day the entire time I’ve been here.

This adds up to 83 days. In addition to these days, there have been many times when I haven’t been listening to podcasts at times I normally would. For example, my friend Shellee has been having eye issues and has had a limited ability to drive as a result. When we are going to events together, I pick her up and we drive together. If we were driving separately, I would listen to podcasts, but I’d rather enjoy her company! The day I was Scouring Fleece recently, I could have listened to podcasts while working. Instead, I did not listen to anything. I simply enjoyed the beautiful weather and the work I was doing and the sounds of birds singing and children playing in the neighborhood.

Obviously, I’ve been able to catch up on some of the podcasts since I am less than 83 days behind. However, I haven’t been able to catch up on much. When I first started listening to podcasts back in 2014, I easily had 4 – 6 hours a day filled with activities that I could do while simultaneously listening to podcasts. The fact that I am now 74 days behind is an indication that my life has changed since then.

I want more days and times in my life like those represented by the 74 days. On those 74 days I was present, whether for the good or the bad. I was engaged. I need more of that in my life.

Today I started abandoning podcasts. I only want the best of the best, the ones that are truly adding to my life. Here’s to greater presence and engagement.

Random Thoughts

On January 13, 2018 my mother-in-law passed away. We got the call that morning and were on a flight that evening. We spent the first week we were here assisting with funeral preparations, attending the services, and visiting with the many family and friends who were here for the services. My mother-in-law was a wonderful person and will be very much missed. I encourage you all to read her obituary, which will give you just a taste of what we have lost.

On Sunday, we started on the long, slow process of sorting through her things. We started with a pile of boxes in the basement. Most of the boxes contained things like old checks and bills, as far back as the 1940s. My husband and his brother have been sorting things to save, shred, and recycle. I’ve been working my way through the shredding pile.

We have two shredders. One is a small one that can only handle a few sheets at a time and the other is a more robust machine. I’ve been shredding on the small one until it can’t take anymore (which takes 15 minutes) and then switching to the big one. Since the machines are loud enough that it’s difficult for me to hear while I’m working, I’ve mostly been left to my own wandering thoughts. The rest of this post is a sampling of those thoughts.

99 duplicate checkbooks to shred

99 duplicate checkbooks

Take one down, grr grr grind

98 duplicate checkbooks to shred

(I counted. That particular box actually had 100 duplicate checkbooks)

1980s hair band music is an excellent accompaniment to the sound of the shredder.

We’ve filled 7 thirty-gallon trash bags with shredded paper. Each bag holds about 4 of the shredder bins. Each shredder bin holds shredding from 1/2 – 3/4 of a banker’s box. That means we’ve shredded 14 – 21 banker’s boxes worth of paper.

My hands are so dry. The forced hot air in the house dries my skin out. The humidity here is so much lower than at home. Handling all this paper dries out my hands. I’m washing my hands A LOT.

We’ve recycled at least 5 banker’s boxes worth of paper.

My mother sometimes tells the story about the New England winter when she had two kids in diapers. The cold and low humidity always dry you out and she was washing her hands A LOT because of all the diaper changes. My parents were on a very tight budget and hand cream wasn’t something they could afford, so her hands were cracked and bleeding.

Just glancing around the basement, I can see at least another dozen boxes my husband and brother-in-law still have to review.

I’m very happy that I have hand and body cream that I can deploy against the dryness.

Lanolin would be even better.

Mmmmm lanolin. If I were at home, I could just go pet that beautiful Corriedale fleece in my office. It’s got lots of lanolin.

I think I might spin that Corriedale for the Sweater Spin along / Knit along Beth Smith is hosting on her Patreon.

Alice Starmore’s Raven costume, from her forthcoming book Glamourie (Amazon affiliate link), which I’ve had on preorder for several months, would be stunning in that glossy black Corriedale.

Am I that crazy?

My degree of crazy may be dependent upon how much more time I spend shredding documents in the basement.