You saw it here first

Today was about designing a patterned band with high hopes. This may or may not work, but trying is how I'm going to find out. 

I've been working it on my head, but finally committed it to paper, more or less. Eagle eyed blogistas will see what this is about. 

Then I figured out the colors, five green pattern threads, flanked by tan, then off-white background and weft.

 Then I cut the threads, thredded the heddle, methinks thredded looks nicely medieval there, and mounted the outfit on the loom. 

You may notice that I'm not using the heddle I made. That's because the holes didn't hold up against the strong warp thread, which just cut through. So, change of plan, I unthreaded my cardboard heddle and threaded up one with a similar dent, thread count per inch. 

And we'll see how it goes.

In medias res, Gary came dashing in with a box of small computer parts in case I could use them in art, very good idea to check. I couldn't but I liked the gesture. 

He's in the middle of packing, I've already Freecycled some items for him, and I expect there will be more. He's using my Misfits boxes, which are really well designed, intended for carrying, with handholds, a big point when you're lugging stuff about.

Rainy today, not good for walking but I'm doing movement inside the house.

The patio looks lovely just now, the honesty still doing great and the sage coming through it.

 Soon I'll plant seeds. That big split leaf houseplant on the right is a guest, which will leave when Gary does. Along with the posh glass table I've been using as a staging area for packing art for shipping. I did cover it with a cloth.

Before I leave the subject of condominium ownership, I had two documents to deliver for the townhouse I live in. They wanted one notarized. 

This involved making an appointment at the library, where the fee is blessedly small, and arranging a ride to get there. The HOA manager had planned to be available at the clubhouse yesterday from 2:00 pm.  So I'd fitted in the notary to suit. 

I walked over to the clubhouse, really the pool house,  at the appointed time, with both required docs, and found a knot of owners waiting for him to arrive. 

The gate was locked, pool area not yet open for the season, so we waited and chatted and grumbled outside.  Another young man joined us, saying he'd come to help the manager, and was also waiting to get in.

After half an hour we all started to get a bit mutinous and one owner asked if the young guy would take our docs and hand them over when manager Shiam arrived. Which he agreed to. I got his name, insurance purposes, he's the son of a Board member, so I handed over my stuff too and left, not best pleased. 

I will not hesitate to hold this non -appearance over him next time I need a bit of leverage, heh. Well, home ownership is a rough game, face it! Little things like retaliation bring great joy.

I hope he's okay though. 

Happy day everyone, strategy is everything,  from weaving to bureaucracy.