I've thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong
There's something here that doesn't last too long
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine..."
Well, it's been a long time comin', hasn't it?
More than two weeks since my last substantive post.
But I had a good reason.
Actually, I had eleven good reasons:
And I probably would have knit a partridge in a pear tree if I could have just gotten the tail feathers right!
I tried to buy gifts. I really did. But when I saw the prices, I got sticker shock. I mean, $80 for a scarf (and it wasn't cashmere or even alpaca!) $30 for bubble bath (I wonder if you could use SOAK?) and $50 for a bunch of plants that will never produce anything close to useful (unlike, say, bamboo or cotton - do they have sheep to shawl competitions for organic fibers? What would you call them? Stem to sock? Plant to pullover?)
And these weren't lovely heartfelt handmade goodies. They were cold, heartless, store bought substitutes.
I caved. And I'm glad I did.
I put Sedona and Moroccan Days in the work basket and closed the lid. I motored down to my LYS and acquired multiple single skeins of Malabrigo. And I got busy. On Ravelry, I dubbed my Xmas knitting, "Susan's Last Minute Act of Desperation." It might have taken me longer than some to get into the Christmas spirit, but once I did, there was no stopping me.
I knit at home. I knit in the car. I knit at restaurants while waiting for my food. I knit while cookies baked. I knit while my lovely husband wrapped all the presents (GOD BLESS HIS LITTLE PEA-PICKIN' HEART!) I even knit in church on Christmas Eve. And while I worried others around me might think it sacrilegious, the lady behind me tapped my shoulder during the Peace and asked me what I was making.
Hands to work and hearts to God.
I would like to say I was done with Christmas knitting, but I cannot tell a lie. I still have two Koolhaas to go.
I discovered two things during this crusade:
- Creating gifts for others is an essential part of Christmas for me. Never again will I try to subvert this impulse in the name of "good business" which is after all an oxymoron - busy-ness is never a good excuse for neglecting your heart's desire, nor that of others.
- The two needle method used in sock construction is a lifesaver when you are on your third hat done on 16 inch circulars and your hands are starting to resemble THE CLAW from pinching those tiny needles between your finger and thumb. Writer's cramp? PSHAW! Piece of cake. But knitter's cramp? OUCH!
But the knitting lingers on...