Over the past few days, and with J helping out with anything involving screwdrivers, heavy lifting, reaching high, getting the printer ‘on-side’, I’ve been getting the Hebridean Woolshed ready for the ‘open season’ ahead, after its winter slumbers.
First a thorough spring-clean – from footprints on the floor paint to cobwebs amongst the rafters. Notices and ‘interpretation boards’ reviewed, refreshed or replaced. Stock checked over and re-deployed to the displays – and there’s a lot of it from our work over the winter.* And some photos – from both J and I.
* Spinning, dyeing, weaving, jam-making – everything! – continues throughout the ‘open season’, but at a slower pace, as gardening and crofting take precedence.
Normally we open up the weekend before Easter, but this year there are motorhomes and campervans on the roads even at the beginning of March, so let’s give something to experience other than the wind and rain.
[We close for the winter when the clocks go back – the last weekend of October.]
This morning I finally decided what to do with some yarn oddments: some natural black Hebridean and plant-dyed mill-spun Cheviot. It was going to be for a scarf, but now I’m thinking of felting it and cutting it into lengths for purses.
PayPal button going awry. Unhelpful for all concerned.
I investigated …
It wasn’t just the button for the new kit. It was almost all Add to Cart buttons!
PayPal seem to have changed the way scripts are processed, so that some coding practices which before conveniently delivered an aesthetically pleasing layout – and was apparently acceptable to PayPal (after all, they worked!), are now not.
Not acceptable. And not working. Dysfunctional.
A whole load of time lost today: identifying the causes, exploring solutions, implementing, testing. A lovely sunny day outside – warming sun, scarce any breeze, the promise of spring – sometime. And I’m sat at my desk with curtains drawn to keep the light of the screen, furrowed brow, an intensifying headache …
Heaven only knows when the buttons started dysfunctioning. We don’t have the time to visit our own online shop under disguise and see if it does what it should. I do wonder sometimes whether we actually earn enough to justify the time on all this kind of thing. Well, we don’t earn enough anyway, so I guess that answers that question!
No, we don’t do what we do just to earn money. We do it because it has purpose and pleasure.