I meant to update about this sooner but things happened and I didn't get a chance. Good news! My shoes are fixed! I talked to some people on Tuesday night through my tears, and the general consensus was that the cobbler is an idiot and should never have put rubber on my shoes. So I plucked up my courage and decided to go back on Wednesday morning. I thought I was very reasonable in saying that I expected leather, and thought he'd at least understand why it never crossed my mind to specify leather. Apparently not. Apparently it's completely unreasonable to expect leather soles on handmade leather shoes. These days everyone gets rubber, and anyway they're all just shoes to him, handmade or not. Well. Clearly he's very good at his job and can appreciate the hard work that went into my shoes. We ended up coming to an agreement, which meant that I ended up with leather soles on my shoes for $80 all together. He quoted me leather soles at $70, so I only paid $10 more. If the quote was correct. I have a feeling I paid a bit more, but it still ended up cheaper than taking my shoes elsewhere to get them fixed. I'm so glad they're fixed, but I feel like I went through an Ordeal to get them there. I will never be going back to that cobbler, and I will be seriously recommending that no one else ever goes there. He was a mean little man. I'm quite happy to take on some of the blame, because I made a wrong assumption. But he also made a wrong assumption, and how is a customer supposed to know what goes on in the industry? Just because most people get rubber on their shoes, doesn't mean that everyone wants rubber. If the default is rubber, fine, but I really think that being given a pair of handmade leather shoes should prompt you to at least clarify that rubber is the default. I never said leather, but he never said rubber.
Moving on. On Friday I came home to find a package! In it were these:
Nancy Spies is selling off all her books, and I got these for $65 including postage :D I am very pleased. She was very sweet and they came wrapped in nice tissue paper, and...
She signed them! I felt all warm and fuzzy when I saw that. I've had a quick flick through them, but I probably won't get a chance for a proper look until after I get back from Festival. OMG eight days until I leave for Festival! I am nowhere near ready. I've finished my man underwear and cut out my man-cote, but I still need to sew it all up, make buttons, cut out and put together a hood, and make a cloak, AND deal with uni things. Stupid uni getting in the way of fun stuff.
There was a feast on Saturday. It was the college's newcomers feast. Remember the brocaded tower belt I made a while ago? That was for the A&S competition at this feast. At about 4pm on Saturday I was racing around printing indemnities and sewing and packing things because I really needed to be leaving very soon, and Mister Nathan happened to mention the A&S on facebook chat. I had totally forgotten all about it, I hadn't put a buckle on the belt or finished my documentation. I had a mini panic attack, then whacked on a D-ring with the sewing machine, and typed up a page of something that passed as documentation all in about 20 minutes. I was a bit angry at myself for forgetting, but I'm so glad I didn't just give up, because my entry was the third entry which meant the actual competition could run, and I won it! Yay! I think I won because I had documentation, even if it wasn't exactly great, because Edmund's pewter towers scored one point less than I did, and he didn't have any documentation at all. So it just goes to show, any documentation is good documentation :P
This morning I skipped my lectures in favour of productive things, like writing up my constable's report from the feast and washing my garb. I just chucked in a few things that needed washing from last week and this week, which included a chemise, my old white cotehardie and my partlet. WELL, those things came out pink. I'd chucked my red cote in too, because I'd prewashed the fabric and I've never had any problem with fabric-store.com linen colours running in the wash. NOT THIS TIME. That stupid red cote not only turned all my white things pink, including my new chemise and the partlet that Mistress Catherine made, but the lining also ripped out from the sleeves, and frayed all over the place. Now I have extra mending to do. Anyway, I saw the pink things and panicked, filled a bucket up with bleach and shoved them in. I left them for about half an hour before rinsing them in the wash, and they're mostly white now. Once I've posted this I will be hanging them out in the sun to bleach some more. I think the crisis has been averted. I really hate that stupid red cote now. Stupid malicious red cote *glares*
I will leave you now with a picture of me in my underwear:
Moving on. On Friday I came home to find a package! In it were these:
Nancy Spies is selling off all her books, and I got these for $65 including postage :D I am very pleased. She was very sweet and they came wrapped in nice tissue paper, and...
She signed them! I felt all warm and fuzzy when I saw that. I've had a quick flick through them, but I probably won't get a chance for a proper look until after I get back from Festival. OMG eight days until I leave for Festival! I am nowhere near ready. I've finished my man underwear and cut out my man-cote, but I still need to sew it all up, make buttons, cut out and put together a hood, and make a cloak, AND deal with uni things. Stupid uni getting in the way of fun stuff.
There was a feast on Saturday. It was the college's newcomers feast. Remember the brocaded tower belt I made a while ago? That was for the A&S competition at this feast. At about 4pm on Saturday I was racing around printing indemnities and sewing and packing things because I really needed to be leaving very soon, and Mister Nathan happened to mention the A&S on facebook chat. I had totally forgotten all about it, I hadn't put a buckle on the belt or finished my documentation. I had a mini panic attack, then whacked on a D-ring with the sewing machine, and typed up a page of something that passed as documentation all in about 20 minutes. I was a bit angry at myself for forgetting, but I'm so glad I didn't just give up, because my entry was the third entry which meant the actual competition could run, and I won it! Yay! I think I won because I had documentation, even if it wasn't exactly great, because Edmund's pewter towers scored one point less than I did, and he didn't have any documentation at all. So it just goes to show, any documentation is good documentation :P
This morning I skipped my lectures in favour of productive things, like writing up my constable's report from the feast and washing my garb. I just chucked in a few things that needed washing from last week and this week, which included a chemise, my old white cotehardie and my partlet. WELL, those things came out pink. I'd chucked my red cote in too, because I'd prewashed the fabric and I've never had any problem with fabric-store.com linen colours running in the wash. NOT THIS TIME. That stupid red cote not only turned all my white things pink, including my new chemise and the partlet that Mistress Catherine made, but the lining also ripped out from the sleeves, and frayed all over the place. Now I have extra mending to do. Anyway, I saw the pink things and panicked, filled a bucket up with bleach and shoved them in. I left them for about half an hour before rinsing them in the wash, and they're mostly white now. Once I've posted this I will be hanging them out in the sun to bleach some more. I think the crisis has been averted. I really hate that stupid red cote now. Stupid malicious red cote *glares*
I will leave you now with a picture of me in my underwear:
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