It's true. My son moved out this weekend and started High School today. I have spent the last four years as a homeschooling mom and many years before that as a mom to many kids and general supporter of all things emotional and educational. Today there are only 3 out of six of my children living here. The house seems quiet and a little empty. Very weird.
So, because I couldn't deal with being in the house on Saturday as Conner was moving out, I went shopping instead. This is what I got:
Yup. It is mine. All mine.
I spent the afternoon spinning, well- sometimes merely attempting to, at Spinnity's, and lovely Sheetal was kind enough to take these pics.
But really I made a bit of a mess of it. It was doing fine at the shop and I seemed to get the hang of it, but didn't do nearly as well once I changed fiber and was on my own. I know it will take time for me to get to know my wheel (hmmmm, might have to name it...) but I am very glad that I decided to buy the wheel now so that I have the time to do so before we move. Should I show you the mess I made? I guess I have nothing to hide.
And my knitting? The Firestarter socks are incredibly addictive and I am now on the leg!



