At least when it comes to knitting, that is.  I currently have 3 pairs of socks, 3 sweaters, 1 regular scarf, and 1 lace scarf on the needles.  Several of these are near completion.  One sweater only needs  15 more rows of garter stitch sleeve.  Yet, what have I been sitting here doing all morning?  Yup.  Looking for a new project.  I tried to defend this compulsion to myself by saying “but I just need something simple and mindless to work on at SnB!”,  but uh.  That doesn’t really hold up, even when I am rationalising to myself.  A garter stitch sleeve!  A sweater back that is  nothing but stockinette for another 13 inches!  Stockinette in the round for 4 inches, then 2 inches of 2×2 ribbing.  Self, it really doesn’t get more mindless than that.  Head, please introduce yourself to the desk, repeat until this fact sinks in.  Sigh.

I think part of the problem is the fact that I want new yarn, but Chris whines every time I buy new yarn without using something I have stashed first.  So then I go dig through my stash, find a single ball of insert whatever yumminess you like, then head to Ravelry to see what I can do with it.  And then, of course, I get sucked into the black hole of pattern browsing, forum reading, and queue building. Which, btw, I think I have cast on ONE single thing from my queue.  It’s an endless cycle, I swear.

And I haven’t even bought yarn for Christmas presents yet.  Yes, I am aware that I am going to be knitting 24/7 in order to get presents sent out on time.  No, this fact has not yet motivated me to get off my butt and get the yarn ordered.  I have more issues than just commitment, I know.

On the not sucky, awesome but scary, and uh, how did I get myself into this side of things, I’ve been asked to teach a drop spindle workshop at our library.  Uhm.  This is my own fault really.  I was talking to the director about knitting and that somehow turned into spinning.  I mentioned that I spin.  I did not mention that I am a mediocre spinner that doesn’t have the first clue how to teach someone else.  I think I thought (kinda hoped) she might forget about it.  However, she did not.  In fact, there was a Learn to Knit workshop at the library last weekend, which my knitting group attended in order to recruit more people, and she pretty much called me out and told everyone I was a spinner and that I would be teaching a workshop.  To make matters worse, I had to pick that day of all days to be knitting a hat out of my handspun, which, to someone just starting out, looks pretty impressive.  So.  Looks like I am stuck, and holycrapwhatdoIdonow.  Seriously.  I am not a teacher.  I don’t spin properly, I just do it and am generally happy with the result.  I mean, it would be awesome to get more people interested in the craft, i’m all for that.  But does the world really need a bunch of newbie spinners taught by someone that can’t even draft properly?  I still park and draft for Pete’s sake.  And what do I teach them to spin with?  CD spindles?  How much fiber for each person?  What kind of fiber?  Too much pressure, brain is going to explode now.

Enough whining!  Ok, on the completely awesome side of things, I will soon be an official indie dyer.  I’ve done a lot of math (blech!) and a lot of plotting, and Chris is convinced.  I’m going to start small…small investment, minimal amount of stock, just to make sure I like doing it full-time, and obviously seeing if my stuff will even sell.  I’m still ironing out details, but by the first of the year, possibly sooner, I will finally be selling some yarn.  Mostly sock and sport, since that seems to be what everyone wants, but i’m also planning some worsted to sell at the local Christmas festivals.  I’m ridiculously excited.

Oh dear.  I think i’ve blathered on enough.  I have more I could ramble about…FOs and dyeing, but i’ll save all that for another post on a sunnier day, so I can add some pictures.