I’m ashamed to admit it, but it’s been weeks since I spun. So much so that my poor wheel is actually dusty. I don’t mean the corners, or under the treadles, either. I mean the flyer–the part that twirls around and around. THAT part. Dusty.

I am so ashamed.

I mean, I’m not the fastest spinner to begin with–I’m always awed when people casually refer to “sitting down and spinning two bobbins of yarn”–but I’ve been working on this same bobbin since November. Ever since I got my Woolee Winder and started spinning up the roving I got from Rhinebeck. I bought three pounds of the beautiful stuff and am still on the first 8 oz ball of roving. I’m not THAT slow, you understand, just clearly unmotivated, or easily distracted, or something.

Shameful, I’m telling you!

I did stop on my way to work this morning, in my favorite spot to take a sky picture for you. It’s not perfect–the sun was up, burning away a very faint haze, but was bright enough that I needed my sunglasses–that’s blue sky up there–and yet, there were these pools of fog . . . there’s even some eddying between me and the railing right in the front of the picture. It was pretty. This view is my favorite part of driving this way to work! You’re probably getting bored of seeing the same hills every time I post a sky picture, but . . . what can I tell you?

Now, Medium is on tonight and traditionally I almost always spin while watching. I don’t know why, exactly, it just seems to have happened and become a habit. It’s one of the very few tv shows I watch at 10:00, after I head upstairs to my bedroom, and I suppose it helps keep me from “Well, I’ll just do a quick e-mail check” that then lasts for 45 minutes until it really is too late to spin.

I do need to get to bed at a decent time tonight, though. I get to shake this small-town dust from my feet and have a Big City Adventure tomorrow. (Well, hopefully not too adventurous!) A client of ours wants three of us to come into New York tomorrow for a meeting–despite the fact that my department barely deals with clients directly at all. They didn’t invite the “big” guys from our office, just me, the woman who does the webpages, and the woman who is their main contact. Kind if interesting. And, even more interesting? None of us goes into the city on anything like a regular basis, so this could be fun, in a “Oh God, what were we thinking?” kind of way. But really, how hard can it be to get from Penn Station to Rockefeller Center? (grin)

This will, in fact, be my first trip into New York since about 2000, because I just don’t like Manhattan very much. It’s going to be a good lunch, though–it’s “Restaurant Week,” so they said they can afford a much nicer place than they otherwise could have, so that’s pretty cool. And really, I’ve never been in Rockefeller Center before, much less in one of the offices. (Impressive, huh?) I do wish I’d remembered to grab a couple business cards before I came home tonight . . . it’s so seldom that I have a chance to hand any out, and the couple I had in my wallet looked just pathetic, they’d been in there so long! (I told you; I don’t usually meet clients for more than a handshake, a nod, and seeing them on their way. The occasional lift to the local train station, or once in a while an e-mail if their Client Services person is on vacation. That’s about it.)

The worst part? With the rush to the meeting and the rush to catch the train home–no chance to hit any of the good yarn stores I’ve heard so much about . . . sigh!

But, wait. What’s this? A wheel in motion?

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