Picture a fair maiden. Let’s call her Tiffany (yes, she is me, And stop before you tell me I can’t be a maiden if I’m 42 years old and married with children. This is MY fairytale). And this maiden wants something more than anything. Something she likely will never have.
We all have ridiculous wants.
Things we desire. Yearn for. Things we likely have no use for.
Maybe it’s the fancy leather boots you love but are impractical in the rain.
Or the new book by your favorite author that will likely end up in your growing stack of unread books.
For the maiden, it was a spinning wheel.
Did she know how to spin yarn? No.
Did she know how wool becomes yarn? Nuh uh.
Did she know what any of the parts of a spinning wheel do? Nope.
Did she even know where to get wool without a sheep? Not in the least.
She didn’t have the slightest clue how a spinning wheel works except that you toss wool at it and somehow it magically becomes the stuff she knitted into scarves.
But they look. So. cool.
And she WANTED to learn how to spin wool. Somehow. Because that too would be SO COOL.
But she certainly wasn’t going to pay full price for a spinning wheel. Especially if it is going to be years before she figured out how to use it. Afterall, she still needed to learn Irish crochet, lacing, embroidery, wood carving, cable knitting, weaving, and a bunch of other things she didn’t even realize she wanted to learn yet (I know. She may have a problem)
So the spinning wheel became her “someday” want. Someday, when her online presence takes off and she had extra money to spend on things like spinning wheels she didn’t know how to use. This is adult life.
Enter her husband to the scene. Her Knight in Shining Honda CRV.
Every week he goes to the land of Grocery to go foraging for food to feed the family. And next to the land of Grocery is the village of Thrift Store.
He often passes by the village of Thrift Store on his way to Grocery, just to see if there is anything of interest.
Now, a couple things caught his eye. Some things he thought he would mention to me in case I wanted to check it out for myself.
But that’s when he saw it.
And his eyes rolled with the knowledge that he had no choice but to bring his find to his fair maiden.
Because standing before him was, none other than a spinning wheel.
He casually entered the store in order to inquire the price of said spinning wheel, inn hopes that it was too expensive for our budget. To which the merchant replied “I don’t even know what it is. How about $50?”
And with that, the spinning wheel came home with him.
At home, the fair maiden (still me, in case you forgot) eagerly awaited his return. And when he came up the lane, he presented her with her gift. And what she saw was the biggest spinning wheel she had ever laid eyes on. And it was glorious! Fully intact with only a couple marks and fixes, she placed it in a place of honor in the castle, and it was almost as if it belonged.
It was beautiful. A spinning wheel fit for a fairytale. You could just imagine it turning straw into gold or putting an entire kingdom into a century long slumber.
In due haste, the fair maiden consulted the castle wizard, Google. His knowledge is vast and he knows all and was able to in form the maiden that this wasn’t just any spinning wheel. This was, in fact, a spinning wheel sold over 100 years ago and many nobles were paying up to $600 for such a prize.
But the maiden would never hear of selling it. She had visions. Inspirations. For now she had so many new wants. She wanted sheep. To raise and spin and dye their wool for making articles of clothing. She wanted other animals for softer varieties of yarn. And she wanted to turn her castle into a fairytale room to make her spinning wheel shine like the treasure it was with vining plants and twinkle lights and hidden compartments that lead to fairy houses and a hidden door to a tower with books along all the walls and a circular stairway to reach all the books that ends in a comfy reading room at the top looking over the land.
Because the moral of this tale is, be careful getting me what I want. It opens all sorts of doors in my imagination, and you may not like what is on the other side.
