Is That All There Is?

I spun my little heart out yesterday. All day and all night, spinning, spinning, spinning. When I finally had two big bobbins of pink I plied. Way into the night, plying, plying, plying. At last I retired to the den to watch TV and wind the yarn onto my niddy noddy, winding, winding, winding. The final yardage: 278. What I needed to be done: 429. Crap. 151 to go. Then I start spinning the contrast color.