Knitter, Know Thyself
I've not begun the spinning yet. (If I had, Elizabeth, I would gladly show you the twisty mess!) I haven't started or finished anything in the past week because I took a break. I was feeling that overstimulated, antsy feeling again (I promise it's me -- it's not you!) so I had to disconnect for a bit from the stimuli so that I could focus on what it is I want: from the knitting, the blogging, the time. I'm irritable when I'm not spending my time in a way that's in synch with what I want, what I value.
Using a process of elimination works well for me -- I chip away at what I don't want in order to reveal what I do want. It's easy for me to walk away from something unproductive, inefficient, and unrewarding. I don't linger and suffer. (This is going somewhere . . . it's not just existential angst)
For some reason, I had decided when I started knitting that I would never "spin" my own yarn. It's not like me to say no to something I've never tried, but my stubborness was due to my monogamous devotion to "just knitting." I didn't want to be tempted away and I didn't want to be bad at something (inevitable) so soon after learning to be good at something. It's a whole new vocabulary and it requires new supplies. How could I justify buying roving (and perhaps someday . . . a wheel) when I have so much unknit yarn in sweater-knitting quantities? I'm sure you've noticed that finished sweaters aren't exactly flying off my needles right now. I was mulling over all of this when I began to make a mental list of what I *do* want. And I've re-established for myself that knitting represents my choice and my privilege to spend my time and resources doing something I enjoy. It makes me the person I want to be whether or not I can justify my knitterly existence by being the first to finish and photograph and document something.
So today I am going to try to make a twisty mess and I'll let you know how it goes.