Startitis

It looks like the Yarn Harlot isn't the only one with startitis. I finished this vest and it is blocking. I have a pair of plain vanilla socks on the needles for taking along with me when I go somewhere. And that's it.

Until yesterday.

Yesterday I sorted through some sock yarn and picked out a nice red yarn to make a pair of socks for a birthday present for a friend. They have to be finished by the beginning of the month. Hey, I can do it! I just have to put my mind to it.

And it occurred to me that I should start that beaded scarf I bought all the stuff for two years ago. So I got it out and strung 1/3 of the beads on the yarn last night so it's ready to start tonight.  So that's only three knitting projects and quite enough thankyouverymuch.

But in the interest of stash busting I would like some bulky yarn to make a sweater with. And I don't have any. I figure there's more than one way to bust a stash. So I broke out some fiber to spin. I have a lot of this particular fiber and should be able to make a good amount of bulky weight yarn. I've never tried to spin a specific weight like this before. Mostly it's been "how thin can you spin" for me. I did achieve a sock weight with a drop spindle. We will just have to see what happens with my attempt at a bulky weight yarn.

I have some paperwork to do today and I figured I'd get it all done in the morning and have the rest of the day to cast on for the socks, cast on for the scarf, and set up for the spinning. But my dogs had another idea all together.

Vinnie was crying last night and I got up and let him out a time or two. Unusual for him. He woke me up early this morning too. When I went to let him out I noticed a pretty bad smell coming from the crates. It seems the soup bone I gave him yesterday gave him the runs. No wonder he was complaining. So I washed dog crate stuff and when I got all that going I washed dogs. Two little dogs. There was nothing wrong with Ringo but I might as well have two clean crates and two clean dogs. Charlotte gets her own day. She's easy to bathe but it is a little like washing your car. She's tall. So my critters sucked up my morning. I fed the horses their lunch. I fed me my lunch. Read for a short while. And now here I am in the office posting on my blog instead of making copies of stuff I need by Sunday.

But aren't you glad to have a new post to read?