Digging Out

I went into this school vacation knowing that there were going to be some stressful moments.  I'd hoped for maybe less of the stress than I got, but I was prepared for whatever might come.

I figured I'd set a few goals for myself that would center around hearth and home just in case circumstances led to my wanting to stick around.  And let's face it:  Christmas is a great time to do a little housecleaning.  There is new cool stuff coming in and every reason to get rid of some of the less cool stuff in order to make a little room.  Sadly, I have made minimal progress towards that goal.  A few things have migrated out to the dumpster...but it has certainly not been the full scale, life-changing re-organization that I'd planned on.  

To say that I have a somewhat "forgiving" attitude towards goals and the ignoring thereof would be an understatement.

I thought that maybe taking down the Christmas tree today might inspire me to take the tidying a little bit further.  Clearing out that corner of the living room would most certainly demonstrate to me the joys of having wide open spaces in which to roam.  In truth, all this really accomplished was my saying something along the lines of, "Hey...lookit what I did!  I'm such an amazing housekeeper and creator of new spaces that I deserve a nap!"

And if someone could tell me how it is that I have to vacuum up pine needles when I have a fake tree, that'd be just keen.  I mean seriously...I need some clarification on this.

After the nap I'd gifted unto myself, I sort of figured it might be time to revisit the vacation goals.  The clock is really running down and I've not done as much as I'd hoped.  Certainly there were extenuating circumstances and all...but I really thought I'd feel a little better if I did something.  

So, I scraped the sleep crusties from my eyeballs and wandered over the the spinning wheel.  You know, just to see what was happening in that little corner of the living room.  Lo and behold, there was a little fiber on there!  And it was very pretty fiber...soft, too.  I sat myself down and proceeded to reacquaint myself with Mr. Wheel.  I'm not saying that I spun up miles and miles of singles or anything.  

But there was progress...

This is some very, very lovely Louet roving that was sent to me by the generous Lori.  It is an amazing wool/silk blend that simply glides through the fingers.  Just the thing for some mindless, but highly soothing spinning.  And, as you might imagine, mindless and highly soothing activities are much sought after in The Sheep household these days.  And, if I'm not mistaken, I may just be spinning up another skein of laceweight.  We aren't breaking out the sett gauge at this point.  I like to be surprised.  But it is awfully skinny!  I giggle just looking at it.

And it looks like I may have some time in the near future to spend a little more time with the mindless giggling over skinny yarn.  I may not have been able to dig out much of the clutter from my quarters over the past week.  But it is looking like more snow is heading our way.  So I suppose I'll have some time for spinning.

When I'm not digging out my truck.  

SA