Not Actually Embarrassing
I’m not saying it’s perfect. I’m not even saying it’s good. I am, however, saying I don’t find it overwhelmingly embarrassing. It is demonstrably yarn. Even someone who didn’t spend much time interacting with yarn would likely identify it as such. Funky, exuberantly-textured, oddly-colored yarn — but yarn none the less.
The suggested skill level for the retreat was “able to spin a continuous thread. (Note that we didn’t say that you should be able to knit well, or spin well. A basic beginner would be comfortable.)” I think this qualifies. If it doesn’t I’m more or less out of luck, as the class is in a bit more than a week and I don’t know how much better I’ll get between now and then.
It’s about 2.75 oz and 200 yards. It took the better part of a week (at about an hour a day) to spin and ply. I’ve not the slightest idea what I’ll do with it. There’s a good chance I’ll just keep it as a pet for the time being.