Oops

 

After wet finishing the last warp, I decided how much I needed to be 'concerned' about the threading mistake I had made.

The design is a modified Swedish Snowflake twill, which means it's 'fancy' (read 'busy'!) and if you look closely you can probably identify it.  But a cursory look?  Probably most people would not notice it.

In the end the towels will still dry dishes, so...

Most of them will be given as gifts, and...beggers shouldn't be too choosy?

The older I get, the more 'feeble' I feel, the less energy I have to be overly concerned with what is, in reality, a pretty small 'blemish'.  Of course I would never enter such an item into a juried exhibit!  But for friends to dry their dishes?  Well, they can just have evidence (yet again) that I am far from perfect.

I've just done something that felt very 'scary'.  I've cancelled my Word subscription.  In the end, if I can't access my old files it won't be a big deal.  The only thing I am concerned about is the next article (rough draft) and if I am truly worried about it, I will do a cursory edit and email the file to my friend that picks nits for me.  The rest?  Well, I can live without them.  But I would be sorry if I lost some of the files.

I've had Word as a software program since the 'dark ages' but now that I can no longer buy the program and it's mine, but I must pay Microsoft for an annual subscription for the privilege?  And the cost keeps going up - at Microsoft's whim?  Nope.  

(Yes, I have a 'work around', don't worry about me - I'll be fine.)

I'm also getting extremely vexxed with so many programs coming with the added 'bug' of AI to do everything, include write my articles (?) for me.  Nope.  Nope.  Nope.  Not happening.

So I will continue with this blog for so long as I am able (or Google tries to take my writing away from me and involve a bot that has zero intelligence and knows precisely *nothing* about weaving).

And that is how my Wednesday is going...