I admit it. I am a selfish knitter. Most of the things I knit are for me, and I’m fine with that. It is my hobby, after all.
But, once a year during that holiday season, I put all of that aside. I knit for others, and it starts out well. I think of my loved ones and how they will recieve such hand-crafted wonderfulness, and I knit away.
Then, I start getting bored. I always forget how long men’s sweaters take, or how much I dislike colors that some of my relatives love. But I keep knitting. And I keep knitting. I will keep knitting, until I’m finished and have packed everything up in a box and shipped it off.
But you know what? I’d totally kill just to cast on something fun for me right now.
Tarot Card of the Day: Queen of Cups