As seems always to be the case in my adult life, I love holidays. I get very excited when the holidays, especially at Christmas, are approaching. So excited that I take on a bunch of projects. I'm not exactly a procrastinator, because I know there won't really be time to get everything done later. Never the less, I always seem to be working like crazy right up to the deadline. In this case, Christmas morning. I was tempted to share some of these photos on Instagram, but decided against it to protect some secrets for the big day. Now that its over, I present you with an Instagram record of the craziness of Christmas!
I'll set the scene by telling you I had to go to work on Friday, December 20. I had kind of had the idea that I might be able to leave the office early - like really early. Instead, I worked until almost the usual time and then went and did battle at the Bullseye.
knitting injury that kept me away from my needles for two straight weeks. Basically, I had gotten this far on the project and then completely stopped. A hat? A yarmulke? Seriously - as of December 20, I was at row 22 and needed to get to row 50. Did I mention the rows keep getting bigger? EEK!
I'd been kind of hoping that on Monday, I could just hole up at home and make some more real progress. No dice. Duty called and I had to report to work as regularly scheduled. And, because there were some faux-mergencies, meaning fake things that really weren't that important but that were characterized as important by people who know better, I wasn't really able to leave work early. That's okay - no change in Christmas spirit for this crazy elf!
I took a break to eat some dinner after all the knots were tied, and then it was back to the grind with the knitting. And there was some pretty darn great progress.
With all of that done, and the scarf still very much "in progress," it was time to pack up and get the Christmas celebrating underway. I went with my family to a nice lunch that turned out to be the main meal of the day. We then went to see Saving Mr. Banks - it was cute, though a bit of a tear-jerker and a little confusing. After that, we drove home sedately through a rather perfect snowfall.
I was expecting that I would wake up around my usual time - 6:30ish - and not be able to fall back asleep. I figured this would give me a good hour, or so, to do some knitting before anyone else was awake and ready to start the day. Of course, I slept in, but I had a little time.
So, I did my best:
All in all, it was a joyful Christmas. I decided as I was getting into it that I wanted to show all of you the craziness that accompanies the last few days before the holiday. Many years, I'd have found myself making repeated, miserable trips to Target. It was refreshing to eliminate that this year, trading it for sore shoulders and lots of Downton Abbey. As much as it was a little nutty to attempt all of this and (sort of) finish it, it was also a labor of love. Part of Christmas. It'll be just as mad in 2014!