Then there's the fact that I have to pick a yarn. Not a bad thing — it's just that I don't have a ton of sock yarn sitting around (even if sock yarn doesn't count as stash, it counts as Taking Up Space), and of the sock yarn I have, not much of it matches up with what I want in the Traveling Woman shawl.
But, you know. I have undyed fiber. I have dye. I have dyepots. And I have a spinning wheel. All of which led me to think, Oh, why the heck not? I'll dye and spin my own yarn for the shawl.
In, like, two days. Ha, ha, ha. ;D And one of those days is my birthday, so I'm not sure how much I'll be working on TwitKAL prep that day. And then there's the fact that I haven't dyed anything in, er, quite a while. Years, maybe.
So, surprisingly enough, today I got a bug up my butt to pick the dyepots and dye powder off the floor and mix them up with some nice what-I-think-is-Columbia wool roving. Ensue photo montage:
That's fiber + dye, dyepots, dyepots + water and vinegar, and dyepots + water and vinegar and wool.
Right now I'm waiting for the last batch to finish dyeing, and for the first two batches to cool. Would have done all three at once on the stove, but the boy person appears to have poured some form of congealing-prone food substance into one of the burner drip trays. Nice. Always fun when your dyepots start smoking.