Squeeeeeeee! Some of my tablet weaving books and tablets arrived today, and I hadn’t expected some of them quite this quickly! The two books with the colorful covers are from Claudia Wollny, the other two on the right are from Linda Hendrickson, the laser cut tablets are from Wulfenbahr, and the blue bird’s eye maple ones are from Ampstrike. I have some tablets of horn and bone coming from Germany that will hopefully be here soon.
Ampstrike’s tablets arriving today was a pleasant surprise. Apparently the international postal services between Estonia and the US have improved; it only took a week for them to arrive. The last time I ordered from him, it took close to three weeks!
The Wulfenbahr tablets are very pretty, aren’t they? They’re not going to be my go-to tablets though, at least not until I no longer need labels on my cards to know what I’m doing. I’ve been adding labels to them, but there isn’t a whole lot of writing real estate available on laser cut tablets, so I gave up after a bit.
Why so many tablets? My thought process is that you can’t have too many. In weaving, I find that overkill is better than under. Nothing is more frustrating than wanting to weave a piece and realizing you don’t have enough materials to do so, be it heddles or tablets. Also, having different types of a similar size will also work out well when (yes, I said when) I make an attempt at a really complicated weave. I’ve seen some weavings that require several packs of tablets, all of which are turning in different directions each row. I figure the ability to differentiate between packs is a Good Idea, particularly for a novice like me.
Aneira did her intake for outpatient therapy today. Unfortunately, it’s hard–if not impossible–to get appointments outside of school hours. I’m not happy about therapy cutting into school time, especially when her writing and math grades are so poor, but at the same time, getting her mentally healthy is just as important. I’d rather cut school short once a week to help her than risk any more cutting, or any possible attempts at suicide. Losing my daughter isn’t an option. She can repeat seventh grade. There’s no coming back from death.
She seems to be doing well. She takes her meds faithfully, and has not added any new cuts to herself that I can see. She earns back her things with each successful chore she does, though nothing with any kind of a sharp edge. She laughs and plays with me, though her temper is still very short with her sister, but that could be the simple fact that they’re sisters and young enough that being obnoxious to each other is perfectly normal, if not appreciated by their parents. It gives me hope that all will turn out well with her.