It isn't fun yet. I went to my spinning class last night and had a heck of a time trying to get everything coordinated. I felt as if I needed extra arms like Shiva or something. First I couldn't draft my fiber very well, then I couldn't get the spindle to turn, then my fiber was getting too tight. Argh. Definitely not a meditative experience yet. Today, I pulled out my drop spindle and fiber again, in an attempt to have another go. I think I did a better job. But honestly, it is very hard for me to tell. I certainly managed to get more on to the spindle today than last night, but the variance in thickness is a little disconcerting. I hesitate to show you but I'll just pull a "Hannah-ism" and say, I spun this sh*t.
I haven't given up. I will dutifully practice every day and am praying that it gets easier. I do have faith, I guess I just also have a does of frustration at the moment :) I do have a suspicion that I might enjoy using a wheel more than a drop spindle. But we'll see. I'll keep you posted.
On other fronts, you may have heard that I've been distracted lately. No, it wasn't the kids, my husband, or housecleaning or anything... it was cashmere. Oh man. This is fairy yarn/lace weight and it is like knitting with butter air. Very, very cool.