Not The Flower Show

The Guy has been down in the city this week.  I have had cereal, a grilled cheese, and corn dogs for dinner so far.

The calendar held a couple of events that required my attention but other than that, I have been figuring out ways to occupy myself.

Monday was a day of waiting for others to tell me what were my priorities.  I was worn through from doing not much and thought 'When I get home, I am going to do nothin (but on my own terms)' !'

And by nothin', I mean getting out Maggie Casey's Start Spinning and seeing about starting to scour that Jacob's fleece I have had since way too long.  I had put it off being all fearful of the dreaded lanolin and what to do with disposing of it and the potential smell and on and on and on...

With the Guy gone, and checking out some Ravelry groups on fiber prep, I decided to go for it.

And by going for it, I mean I was hugely successful in the results.  Magically successful, one might say.  Portion #2 was scoured on Tuesday, and #3 is working as I write this.  I might have the whole fleece done before the Guy comes home.

(photos were taken on Saturday)