The Secret Spinning Wheel or I Am a Terribly Disobedient Child

Bwahahahaha!! I found an Ashford Elizabeth 1 on Craigslist and went to check it out yesterday. Needless to say, I have no self control and snapped it up for only $100. The seller threw in a bag of some mystery wool and an antique skein winder. Jackpot! She had the lazy kate, too. She couldn't find the 4th bobbin, but said that when she does (she's moving house, so she'll be going through everything), she'll mail it to me. Yay!

So, I'm thinking of naming her Gwen. Why? Because I am a dork. Anyway, here she is!

She's hand painted. Not really my style, but I'm OK with it, I guess. I'd rather refinish her, but then I'd feel bad. Maybe if I get another one.

Here we have an old-timey skein winder. It clicks every 40 rotations. Very handy. It is better than my questionably niddy-noddy, anyway.


I had already spun up about half of the green roving on my spindle, so I did the rest on Gwen. It was surprisingly easy, especially considering that I hadn't even treadled a wheel until yesterday. I was sitting at a funny angle, though, so my right leg is a bit hurty. Meh. I'm over it.

Unfortunately, my mom doesn't think that I should be spending my money on things like badass spinning wheels. Consequently, I was forced to disassemble her and stuff as many parts into a plastic tote as I could. The wheel itself is covered with a towel in the back of my Blazer. I'll take her to my apartment tomorrow and stick her in the back of my closet or maybe the little storage closet. I figure that if I can keep her a secret until after my birthday, I'll be OK. Wish me luck!!

I had my last wisdom tooth yanked on Wednesday. This actually sucks much more than when I had the first 3 done. I've been on a steady diet of Tylenol and cottage cheese since the extraction. Oof.

Anyway, I need to get to packing more junk up. Moving in on the 20th.