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.