I also burned out my weed whacker....it just wasn't up to the strain, I guess.
Good news is, I found the swingset! I wasn't taken by aliens like we thought - the strange sculpture they left turned out to be the swingset - it was covered in grass.
While doing the grunt work, I made some decisions. I need to get rid of all the stuff that don't make me happy. I've already started - I got rid of the china we got as a wedding present - it was fuguly. Really - neither of us liked it. But, it was a gift, so we kept it and used it (8 years....of ugh.) I replaced it with mismatched Fiestaware, which fits my life a lot better.
So, I need to find a clock reel. I have an Ashford skeinwinder, but...it's asthetically unpleasing to my eyes. It's new, only assembled and never used, but........it's too modern looking. (Yea, in a brand-new house and I decide I want to furnish it with old stuff. Go figure). I need to find it a new home, and I guess I need to count my pennies and hit some of the antique stores.....or maybe Ebay.
I was able to find a new home for my umbrella swift - that's another thing that wasn't as nice a fit in my house as I had thought it would be. I have a squirrel-cage swift on order from Alden, which makes me smile everytime I see the picture. *That's* the kind of stuff I want in my house. Not necessarily expensive, but pleasing to my eyes and spirit. (And yes, this took me 8 hours to come to this conclusion. I'm blonde, what can I say?)
I also need to go thru my stash....I don't remember what I have, and I have fibers all *over* my studio space. On top of the loom, even, which makes it hard to weave. (Not that I've done much of that lately, but still...) Plus, I have a few more pounds coming from my pastor....
I'm stalled on Himself's sweater. I'm up to the bottom of the tractor, but my wrist complains every time I even *look* at the needles.
Must go feed the dogs, then move the sprinkler - the kidlets are in their swimsuits waiting impatiently for me to get off of the 'puter. Slavedrivers....