This is the first time I have had my computer on for days. I know I keep harping on about how quickly the time flies but I feel a bit like a hamster at the moment whose running round and round at top speed in it's wheel and every so often I fly out of the wheel and land up somewhere else. Having said that hopefully things should calm down a bit now. We have painted, cleaned, polished, carpeted, sewn, shifted furniture and worked late into the night. But that is nothing compared to the hours Lucy has put in. So at last she has launched herself on to a very scary journey. Luce Stitch opened it's door for the first time yesterday.
This little business has been set up on an extremely tight budget with lots and lots of effort from it's creator. Sadly I fear some people may be quick to say to her " well it's alright for you because of .......... whatever" but I know this has taken a huge amount of courage to do this. I have never understood why people do this and having been on the receiving end of this too often I am always prepared for it. Good things happen in your life usually due to hard work or spending a great deal of effort holding on by the skin of your teeth during bad times. Watching the weight fall off Lucy and her eczema make a return visit has not been enjoyable, but this is what she really wants to do, and now the time has come for her to get on with it and see where it takes her. Tim and I wish her all the very best and as far as we are concerned she deserves to enjoy your journey.
I have managed to make two blinds and the door curtain so far. The remaining blinds are all lined and hemmed but just need the rod pockets and velcro attaching. As I have been roped in to man the unit on Saturday (no pay apparently) I thought I could get them finished and hung up then. Maybe I will even finish the last one of my own for the kitchen.
Honestly, they do pull up and down, but you can't see much of them if we pull them up, so they are down for demonstration purposes.
One thing that worries me is the knitting machine. I hadn't seen what Lucy trained on at university, so when this enormous thing arrived it made me think of equipment from the industrial revolution and that my daughter was going to be working in one of the cotton mills. Slaving away and developing some awful lung disease. She loves it though and informed us tonight that the scarf she created today had 1200 rows of knit, which means she has pushed it back and forth that many times. One thing for sure is she won't develop any of those baggy arms known as "bingo wings"
This piece of knit was not created by Lucy but done by the man who lovingly reconditions these machines.
Anyway that is enough of me running on about Lucy for now, I promise not to keep on about it like I did with my crocs. Talking of crocs though I do have a little show and tell but I will save that for another day.