In Which the Pirate Spins Thin.

I spent an hour tonight spinning singles for my sock yarn until my wrists hurt. I’m going to have to take it easy again and rest up, or I’m going to have a problem beyond just a few aches. After I was done spinning, I decided to skip knitting on the blanket in favor of drinking a glass of scotch and resting my arms. It’s just not worth hurting myself to get a few rows done, as much as I hate to admit it.

Would it be heresy if I knit my first two handspun yarns into a bowl and felted it?