“That” time of year is starting to get me. The time of year when I resist the fact that August is half over, when I want to go back to June and try to be more productive than what I have managed to scrape by with so far, when teaching anxiety dreams start to creep in (the sort featuring me in front of a room full of petulant and waiting students, with no lecture or lesson plan whatsoever), and I generally want to just dig a hole in my yarn stash and sit there and make the rest of the world go away.
Failing this, however, I am trying to remind myself that all the miscellaneous tasks and necessaries swirling around in my head still benefit from small progress as long as it is consistently done, and I am trying to take these small victories where I can get them. It is on the one hand, very nice to be surrounded by new yarns, but very dangerous to be distracted by them.
Intriguingly enough, spinning is proving to work well with this state of mind. Over the last week or so I have been applying my efforts to 20-30 minutes of daily spinning and putting trust in this that I will, as a result, get better. (Admittedly, I also don’t want to do more than this much at a time as I am reluctant to add new forms of fiberly RSI to my list of stressors at this particular time). I like the fact that spinning forces me to concentrate on it and it alone. Unlike with knitting, I can’t watch TV at the same time (though I can listen), for example, so I like to think that this is also helping my brain a little bit.
I’ve barely dusted off my new Little Gem since it arrived, but I started out on it with the remainder of some white wooly roving that Kim lent me when she was letting me borrow her wheel as a try-out. I can tell that I am getting a little more consistent. My ambition in goal-setting terms is to be able to spin sock yarn (or fingering weight, at least…because, well, why wouldn’t a person want to be able to spin their own sock yarn?), though Kim keeps trying to apply sense and logic and has said things like “Glenna, maybe you should first try to just get to a third skein.”
So, fine, Kim. Here’s my third skein. I hope you like it. I do. It’s about 100 yards weighing in around 90g. I spun the singles on the middle/third whorl groove and then plied it up into a 2-ply. It hasn’t had its bath yet, but even still I like the way it looks. It’s not balanced but it’s less over-spun than my first attempt, so score one for progress.
I’ve also got Skein #4 in the works, as I’ve started to work with some lovely merino/seacell pencil roving of Kim‘s that she gifted me with at the end of July. She very generously gave me a packet of her purple/pink (‘Brains belong inside your head’) and one of the bright green (‘Pond with the wind’), and at first blush I was starting to think she gave me two packets so that in case I royally screwed up the first one I would have a backup to fall on. It’s beautiful, soft, shiny, but really got away from me at first and it took me a couple of tries to get the hang of it.
Happily, last night I finished up the first half of it and tonight or tomorrow will start up on the second half. I’m trying this on the second-smallest whorl and am curious to see how it plies up and if I can keep my skills going in the forward direction here.
Forward motion, it’s a good thing. On that note, I’m going to try to apply this to some more non-knitting tasks. Fingers crossed.