The Yarn Harlot, in her first book, describes a terrible habit she has come holidays. Over committing to knitted gifts. She wants to present her family with piles of knitted gifts and this often results in her driving herself insane during the holidays by, oh, you know, attempting to knit twenty-three pairs of socks in four days and feeling guilty that she doesn’t finish. I have the opposite problem. I’m a selfish knitter. I knit for me, myself, and I. If I knit for others, 99.9% of the time its a simple commission so I can get more yarn to knit…for myself. Either that, or I whip out a scarf for my husband and get ‘best wife award’. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve made my mom a few things, I once made her a coat! But in general, I don’t do gift knitting. I don’t have many hobbies, knitting and reading are pretty much it. It may be selfish, but I have very little interest in hobby becoming an obligatory gift supply for every holiday and birthday. I am not a machine!
But even a scrooge like me can have my heart softened. These upcoming holidays are going to be pretty special. They’re the first with Jon and I as marrieds (only our second as a couple). Jon has been applying to jobs left and right and some promising opportunities seem to be on the horizon. This very well could be the last holiday season where we have the convenience of all living in the same state! The same country even! Not to get ahead of myself, but I think such a heartwarming/wrenching occasion calls for warm and fuzzy hand knits.
Now, all that warm and fuzzy aside, how I came to the conclusion that I could knit 8 gifts in less than two months? On top of NaKniSweMo? And two commissions? *Shrug* Seemed like a good idea at the time. But listen, it’s only accessory knits and a sweater for Jon. Only. Here’s the breakdown:
1 pair of Fern Lace gloves
1 Superior cowl out of yarn I have yet to acquire
1 pair of socks that in a pinch will be exchanged for another Superior cowl
1 Forever Ribbed Scarf for my dad that will almost undoubtedly be exchanged for a nice pen, because, you know, dads.
And 1 big blue sweater for Jon…I have no comment on that one
My fingers hurt daily now. I choose to believe that they are becoming stronger and I’m not actually doing irreparable damage.
A hard truth has come to present itself. Such unrealistic standards of holiday knitting call for a sacrifice. A lamb to the slaughter, or rather, a merino fleece. Despite the progress made on my Oranje, I realize that if (when) holiday knitting comes down to the wire, I most likely won’t finish this lovely sweater. Which means I won’t have something to wear and show off at my in-laws (see how selfish I am?) Nevertheless, I try to dedicate at least an hour or two a day to knitting on my sweater. Tonight I finished the waist shaping and now I have about 6 or 7 inches of stockinette to look forward to. The flame of hope still burns strong.
Do you have unrealistic holiday knitting plans? Tell me all about it!