I had this crazy idea that I was going to be able to finish that Crown Mountain merino last weekend because it would have been awesome to give my Mom the finished yarn on her birthday (the 11th). That plan obviously didn’t work out so well.

I got done spinning on Sunday and realized I had goofed. The plan was to spin a 3ply yarn and since the idea of chain plying 8+oz of yarn was more than I can bear I obviously needed 3 equal bobbins. Slight problem though…I spun half the roving onto one bobbin. Oops. Oh and I realized this AFTER I had already started spinning the other half onto the second bobbin.

I spent part of Monday night winding off what looked to be a reasonable amount of yarn onto a 3rd bobbin before I finished spinning the remaining roving. 3 bobbins of close to equal weight. I was getting there. Tuesday night was spent taking my parents and my sister’s future MIL out for my Mom’s birthday dinner (peking duck, salt and pepper squid, scallops with pea shoots and some other things I can’t recall right now). Wednesday was spent frantically trying to clean out my second bedroom for a short term roomie (I gave up on the idea of it being ‘clean’ and settled for the place being ‘not dirty’). Then I got it into my head to ply.

Exactly 400 yards of 3 ply DK-ish superwash merino in Wish You Were Here…13wpi (measured with my awesome new Karatstix tool). There is also 28 yards of chain plied yarn from the remaining bobbins. It’s been a while since I’ve spun superwash merino and while I definitely prefer non-superwash spinning or the superwash BFL this stuff isn’t as bad as some people make it out to be. Yes I had to inchworm my way through the spinning but since this is destined to be sock yarn I wanted a nice worsted spun yarn anyway.

The second Gin sock has been cast on yet very little progress has been made. It is once again bus knitting and this week there has been very little bus time. I knit briefly on the Monday commute, Tuesday was free parking day in Seattle so I drove and parked on the street for free, Wednesday was spent sitting next to a guy who refused to not slouch, legs sprawled in what appears to be the norm for young men nowadays and therefore he took up half my share of the seat so there was no knitting to be done. Incidentally he also had his music so loud that I could hear the words OVER my own music. It’s a rare day that I get to knit on my way home from work. One of the benefits of my commute to work is that I get off at one of the first downtown stops so the trip is usually fast. The downside is that on the way home I’m boarding at the last downtown stop so it is typically a ‘stand and hold on’ trip.

There hasn’t been any real progress on the FLS. I just haven’t had that much time this week to sit down and really work on the sleeves. All my time has been spent on spinning or running errands. Plus I keep thinking about those 5 skeins of Artyarns Regal Silk in my stash that I bought 2 years ago to make a clapotis.

One can’t wear their Icarus shawl to the company holiday party 2 years in a row right?

And in case you thought I only had one cat…

Sammy is very rarely a lap cat, he likes his petting to be on the go and avoids sitting on you as much as possible. So when he spent 2 nights in a row sprawled across my lap while I spun I knew I needed a picture.

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