I really thought I would have at least one pair of socks done by now.
and about collarbone length.
Not even a neckwarmer size!
With my hand now officially declared fractured and in a brace, knitting has become difficult.
And you know why? The yarn catches on the velcro on my brace!
Knit, knit, knit - pull the yarn out of the brace - knit, knit, knit. Just a little tedious!
And purling? Oh, man - purling takes forever!
I'm thinking of wearing a sock over my brace (which, ironically, I wear over a sock for padding) to speed things up.
On the bright side, spinning is absolutely no problem. I don't know why but it doesn't make anything sore and I've been using my time wisely.
Once upon a time, GFMelissa gave me this unpleasantly dirty, messy fleece.
Over the last two weeks, I spun and spun and finally ended up with a pretty basket of yarn.
From left to right, starting inside the basket were three skeins of a soft black/gray, one skein of steel or dark gray; then outside the basket, two skeins of black with coarse long white hairs, one bobbin of light gray singles and then two skeins of dark brown/grey.
Enough for a traditional gansey - if you don't mind itchy rough wool.
There was one more bag of dark, extremely VM'd ("vegetable mattered") wool left but I think I'm going to pitch it. Or something. Maybe I'll need it come the nuclear winter but . . . maybe not.
As for the basket o' yarn, I'm not really sure what I'll be doing with it. The Minnesota Knitters' Guild has a charity program knitting hats and gloves - this may be the stash for that.
But I did feel very good about getting it all out of the fiber stash and into the yarn stash.
One of the things I was doing while spinning was watch Eddie Izzard comedy films. Uniquely British and a bit foul mouthed but very, very funny!
*And for the Saturday Seven - socks. Seven small pairs of sports socks. Even I have bad weeks for giving things away!