Last Saturday was the drop spindle spinning class at Weaving Works. Yup, picked up another hobby. I haven't stopped spinning since Saturday. It has even invaded my dreams. Spin, pull, spin, pull, wind, repeat. Reminds me of when I first played Tetris, I couldn't get enough of it. I dreamt of falling blocks. Rotate, left, rotate, right, right, no left, rotate...

Been distracting myself from buying yarn, so I've been putting some mileage on the old Singer. I've been on a sewing spree, it's crazy. Are these signs of an addictive personality? Spinning, sewing...I'm doomed.

One leg down...

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