Today, I sold a spinning wheel. That’s not something I thought I would ever do. But it has become apparent to me that we don’t in fact need 4 spinning wheels in the house because as much as I’d like it to be otherwise, we don’t have 4 spinners living here. There just isn’t the interest. SO, as I’m in the mood to get rid of extra stuff and simplify life somewhat, and as a friend of mine had expressed interest….

One of my Clemes is gone.

It’s bittersweet. It was my first wheel, and now it’s gone on to teach new students how to spin.

I’m expecting a 35+ pound shipment of alpaca, silks, etc today from my new distributor. I wonder if you can jump into a pile of alpaca like you could a pile of leaves. I’ve never jumped in either, but I’m thinking about it. I’m so excited.

Nate took and passed a motorcycle permit test at the Department of Licensing today. He’s always wanted a Vespa, and it’s looking pretty convincing that he would actually save money buying one to commute to work on. I’m both happy for him and completely freaked out because it’s dangerous. Moreover, I’ve wanted to drive a motorcycle since I was 16, so I’d imagine I will also be acquiring a motorcycle license at some point, if we’re going to have a scooter around.

Finally, silk noil is my enemy. It’s a big, long, really big, really long uninteresting story that you don’t want to hear. Suffice it to say that I’m in distress. And I don’t know what I’m going to do. And I’m waiting to hear back from people as to why it seems to be impossible to get what I need to make my batts.