This happens every year. As soon as they start showing the commercials for Tour de France (the actual cycle racing), I know that the humidity is coming. Not the perfect time to deal with wool in my lap, but I persevere.
Here's the results of day 3:
It looks much like yesterday's spinning, but trust me when I tell you, I spent two hours spinning and sweating tonight. Surely I must have lost an ounce or two this evening.
I've got 8 ounces to spin, and I need to fill two bobbins. This is what is left to go on bobbin #1:
Not much more to do. The empty bobbin under that little bit of fluff is just waiting to go.
Tomorrow I start day 1 of a two week vacation from work. Yay! That means I can spin in the mornings when it's still (hopefully) cool in the house, watch the race and root for my favorite riders (Schleck, Voight, Cavendish to name a few).
I've got a job knitting that I have to get to (baby booties) for a baby shower, socks to make for my niece and if there's any time left I need to make some pot holders, believe it or not.
There's never enough time, is there?