We are 12 days out from Christmas. I am a few stitches away from finishing sock one for Rick’s ma. Sock two will hopefully be done by the end of the weekend, because the woman has lost two kids this year and just came out of the hospital after having a small heart attack. She needs something nice in time for Christmas. Mittens for his step dad will be done by the end of next week, by hook or by crook, because he had a minor stroke and is in the hospital for rehab therapy. He also deserves something nice. After that, all bets are off. My original idea was that Lori would get one sock in a box with an IOU for the other. Rick would get one knitted gift, and I was not above putting the other work-in-progress in the same box with a note that says “I have this many more inches to finish on this project.”
One of the girls in my SnB came up with a kick ass idea last night that is even better: knit a mini version of the item in progress and stick it to an IOU. That way, the recipient knows what they will be getting, but I don’t have to wrap up the WIP and lose knitting time on it. It may make its way closer to completion because of this.
Christmas knitting, why do you kick my ass every year? You didn’t used to. Oh yeah. The first year, I didn’t have carpal tunnel. I could knit for hours on end. I miss those days…
I do too–my hands are always worst this time of year. Thank Dog for my paraffin bath.
I feel for Ricks ma too! Just came home last week Monday after having my very own mild heart attack. Thank goodness a mild one, after an angio and 2 stents put in,,, now I just need to find someone who would actually knit something for me!
My knitting projects have been cut down to almost nuthin. I am, however, sewing like there’s no tomorrow.
Uhhh, what if Rick handed you a note one night that said,”“I have this many more inches to finish on this project.” ?
Seamus~He would, too. But since he doesn’t do anything crafty, I would know to go down the gutter path.
Aimee~What are you sewing for meeee?
Nancy~Yikes! Hope you are recovering comfortably! I would knit something for you, but I am up to my eyeballs as it is…maybe it’s the thought that counts?
Pan~If there were more room in my apartment, I might get one. As it is, I look at things and think “Nope, no room for that!” Wearing my splints all day at work seems to be helping, though.