Thursday night I was working on the Elegant Shrug (I'll have pictures of that probably sometime this weekend along with everything else I've been working on) for a bit, but I decided before I started work on it that I was going to take this tiny scrap of yarn I had spun up and knit it right then and there.
I was abandoning it, because I had spun it in the opposite direction of what I had been taught to do (necessitating a careful amount of thought each time I went back to it on what I was doing and which direction to spin). I also wanted to see what my singles knit like.
The answer was: Funky.
Because I don't have a real handle on spinning evenly yet (not surprising. I am a beginner at this after all), there were areas that were almost wire thin and some that were pretty slubby. I also had a lot of twist left in the yarn. I'm not sure how far to draft before doing more spinning, but this was obviously not it. Without plying there was no pretense at balance in the resulting yarn.
So, I brought my spindle and the fiber in question (gorgeous superwash merino, because apparently I don't care about whether it will be easy or not when I'm learning) to work this morning. It was only partly intentional (aka I don't know what I was thinking), but I sat in the cafeteria at work and did a bit of spinning. Spinning makes me feel like I'm channeling Sandry.
This weekend is supposed to be pretty ugly weather-wise, so I'll work on the shrug and do some spinning. And maybe, just maybe, I'll have something to show for it at the end of the weekend. So, how long does it take to spindle spin an ounce of fiber anyways?