Usually, when I'm sick or in pain, I'm pretty good about spinning or knitting through it. My shrink used to go on and on and ON about 'distraction' and generally not sitting around thinking "wow, I feel like shit". And I was on board with that. Hell, I still agree with it. In principle. But it's kind of hard when I feel so shitty I can't concentrate. So lately I've been staring at the walls, with occasional breaks to Tweet rude things, and cook dinner.
Here's my latest. A friend of mine asked me to spin her some 'steampunk yarn' with gears and springs and shiny stuff, spun with some violet and 'red wine colored' wool. I got this far:
A 7oz batt from CopperPot at Etsy. (Great vendor. I've ordered from her twice now. She ships lightning fast and it's always nicer in person than it looks in the photo. Can't beat it. Even though she included the weight and other info on the web site, when it got here, it was about twice as much fiber as I was expecting.) It's mostly wool, with glitter and bamboo and stuff mixed in. It's darker than it looks in that photo, and soft as a baby's butt. I'm waiting for a handful of watch parts to get here from eBay, and I'll string them on some black crochet cotton and ply it all up. It'll look really cool, if I ever get to it.
So far I've gotten as far as winding some yarn off a bobbin, today. Whee.
Then there's that whole sweater for the Olympics thing. Trying not to think about it.
Since there's nothing to report, how about some Goob photos?
The other day, the Goob wanted to wear her Pwincess Dwess. The husbeast put it on her, right over her pajamas. She fell asleep face-down in her beanbag chair, wearing it. Teehee.
Here she's playing with Sekhmet.
And here she's brushing her dadad's hair.
The husbeast and I are watching motocross at the moment. I'm wishing for a new motorcycle, much the way I imagine a former smoker wishes for a cigarette. (Except the damage is done to my joints, not my lungs.) Maybe I should try to sleep, so I could, you know, do something tomorrow. Like, spinning. Or whatever.