I'd Panic, But I Don't Have Time

I knit a lot of my Christmas gifts. It's inexpensive, I enjoy it more, and the person gets something they know I spent time on and thought out, and generally it is something they can use. The only problem with this is, that by the time the last week before Christmas rolls around, I'm scrambling for time trying to finish things up. This year I thought I had it under control. I was all proud of myself. But then on Sunday, while wrapping some of my gifts, I realized, oh-oh...I completely forgot to knit something that is a Part B to one present. Then I realized I didn't have as many of another stocking stuffer as I thought I had. And I still hadn't started those mittens that go with the hat I already made for the nephew. The 'specialty item' for my Mom is still sitting on the kitchen table in pieces. And let's not even get started on Nugget's present, because that is still half done sitting in a bag next to my couch mocking me every time I run past. Yes run. As if the higher rate of speed will allow me to pass by without noticing it and therefore not having to acknowledge my failure thus far.

I normally pride myself on my ability to manage my time to get the job done, but Christmas really taxes my abilities on this for some reason. My poor sister is still waiting for the third pair of crazy socks that were part of her gift last year. Pair one arrived in her gift. Pair two were finally finished a couple months ago. It's like the gift that keeps on giving.

Each year I keep saying I will start earlier, but the next thing you know September is rolling around and you realize time flew by too fast and here you are again in crunch mode trying to figure out what to make and who to give it to and how to get it all done by December 24th.

I wonder how my family would feel about a reasonable hand drawn facsimile of what I would have made them? This is what I would have given you...if only I'd had the time. Yeah...maybe not.