09/22/2021
Happy Whatever Day it Is, y’all!
I’m having a bumpy week- it’s been raining- in the words of the incomparable , “since what feels like 1996,” which puts me behind on the yarn drying front, I feel behind on everything, and basic things that should work just…aren’t. I threw a full on temper tantrum on Monday.
I never quite know how to talk about the less-than-delightful parts of being a dyer— I’m ACUTELY aware that I have a dream job and I’m ridiculously lucky to be able to do this full-time. And also, it is a ton of physical and mental work and everything takes a very long time and, contrary to what seems like popular belief, no indie dyer is doing the backstroke through heaps of money a la Scrooge McDuck.
I do this because I genuinely love the work, and I haven’t found anything that makes me happier than painting sheep hair.
This is the final year I’ll be doing Advent and 12 Days boxes. I’m saying it here for transparency and accountability— I swore after last year that I’d never do it again, but here we are. I needed a second non-2020 year to see if I wanted to continue these as a tradition and…I have my answer. This project takes over my entire year, and as a one-person operation, doing Advent means I have to say no to other things I really want to say yes to.
I think y’all will LOVE your boxes— I’ve put so much of myself into them and I’m THRILLED with how the yarn is coming out. I cannot freaking wait to get these into your hands and see what magic you make.
Thanks for being here and thank you for your amazing continued support!