What an icky skein.
I believe I kicked my obsessive handwashing habits years ago. But, this spin almost made me relapse. I wanted to wash my hands every ten minutes. Not much fun.
It doesn't help that for the last week or so, I have been trying to regain my voice. It all started last Wednesday. That night, my throat felt a little different. By the next night, it was a done deal. I've been looking for my voice ever since. You seen it? I had to get a sub for the first time. Two whole days, I rolled over in the bed, keeping my mouth shut and sleeping like I had never slept before in life. Now, generally, I still remain even-spirited through illnesses.
But look at this.
I know I've shown you this before…but I'm still not over it yet, lol.
Either somebody stole my rose-colored glasses, or…
…nope. Just not over it yet.
VM everywhere! I've spun fiber with some vm before. It doesn't usually gross me out as much as it did this time. It made me think of what else besides hay might be in there… (shudders).
Now, granted, it was a very, very economically-priced bag of fiber. So, I can only complain but so much. I guess I just feel like, it was processed to draft really easily and it was already dyed…Is it a crime for me to want the whole prep to just be consistent? If I'm going to be pummeled with tons of vm, don't set me up like I might enjoy it, lol.
The one beauty of it was I didn't care how I spun it, so I could practice long draw as much as I wanted (in the ten minute spurts I could stand to spin it).
I've been trying to figure out in what kind of knitting project I would use this stuff…I will have to keep pulling out stuff every minute. Wouldn't want it next to the skin…A lap blanket? Some kind of wallet or cozy? Felt the stuff into a bag? Jury's out just yet.
Still spinning on this though, thankfully.
Things are looking better already.