Remember me? Here I am, starting to resurface from the holiday madness, and um, I'm a little disoriented. And it wasn't just the petit syrah from last night either. I've been lazily trying to catch up with my bloglines feeds over the last day or two, and y'all are stressing me out. All these resolutions. Best and worst of the past year. Jeepers, I'm still standing here like a cartoon character who just got hit in the head with a frying pan, little birds and stars circling my head, and rocking back and forth on my heels.
This happens to me every year. Part of it is the fact that my work gets busy (though not really this year), and that mamarhys' work gets INSANE in October, November, and early December. That combined with the holiday madness (and really, I think we keep it under wraps pretty well) makes for this mad sideways slide into the end of the year. As soon as we get out of work just before Christmas (in the past few years both our employers have given us extra days off between Xmas and new year's as a sort of "I'm sorry" for truly crappy raises, if you can call 1% for half the year a raise, though I do recognize that we're lucky to have jobs much less raises at all), we sort of collapse and then hide away with family doing the Christmas thing. Then more family. Then recovery of sorts. Then dagnabbit if it isn't a new freakin' year and I have no idea what the heck happened since roughly labor day.
Is it just me? Don't tell me it's just me, because then I'll feel even worse.
So, catching up, six mittens were gifted to three daycare teachers, to much thankfulness and appreciation. I still have 1.5 novelty scarves still in progress, and exactly zero motivation to finish them. My mom tried to get one of them, and I liked the idea because it meant I could forget about the others for the other two teachers, but my 2-year-old DD insisted that they go to her teachers. Hoping she forgets about it soon.
I made a noble effort to finish the Lopi sweater. I was totally on track, using a Harlot-like system to make it to the finish line. It was going to be a late night Xmas eve but I had movies on satellite at MIL's and caffiene-containing beverages. And Not. Enough. Yarn. Discovered approximately 10 minutes before the Patternworks store closed, which, it turns out, is more like 30 minutes away from MIL's house, not 10 (still a worthwhile trip, pics to come). This way I have a matching dye lot, but still, it was one of the yoke pattern colors so it would have passed no problem. Next time, read the pattern. I have had knitting mistakes happening in pairs lately: too big, too big, not enough yarn, not enough yarn...wait, now that I think about it, not enough yarn #3 here (Eloise, Shedir, Lopi). You'd think I'd learn to read patterns. Especially, like with Shedir, when they explicitly tell you to get a second ball to be safe.
The good news is that I sewed in all the ends and grafted the underarms when I realized I was out of yarn, so that job is done. I put it, unfinished, under the tree. I was worried it would be too small, but it fit quite perfectly in the places where it was done, LOL. And now I can wash and block it, which it really needs, given that it is made from recycled yarn. That wasn't going to happen in my 11th hour plan.
So now the Lopi is languishing, as I messed up 2 rows back and have to rip and I am so OVER the Xmas knitting and want to move on to new things! I don't have time for photos in this post, so I'll elaborate later, but I am really psyched to be free of holiday knitting (there's one resolution for you--no frenzied holiday knitting next year!). But I am dealing with a bad case of startitis. I still have a few other projects on the needles, but am busily spinning BFL for my Rogue cardigan (130 meters down, 9 more skeins that size to go!), and have started a pair of "Sideways Sox Supreme" from Socks, Socks, Socks in Koigu, which are sucking me in big-time.
The Webs sale was also plenty dangerous. Dude, KPPPM for $6.5o. Don't bother, it's all gone. I got the last two orangey colors. I like them, though I wouldn't have picked them out of a crowd. I'm going to make Jazz cardigans for the kids. Bad news is no more KPPPM at Webs. I guess they weren't getting supplied regularly (welcome to the club it seems, though Patternworks seems to be the place to be for Koigu, did I mention I'm embarking on a sock knitting spree?) so they discontinuted it. I liked the idea of getting it with the volume discount. Ah well.
More, with photos, later, I promise. Happy new year. Now stop it with the blog posts that sound like you aren't stunned that another year has passed, 'kay? Can you believe that it's already the late "aughts" (or whatever the hell we're going to call this decade--I thought we'd have figured that out by now)? My resolution: get a grip.