A Road Less Travelled

Christmas is only five months away. My everyday chores are going smoothly, but I feel this time crunch as I move through the day. Yes, I have plenty of time to do some baking this afternoon, and it won’t be too hard to schedule a time to steam clean the hallway this week. But I have a huge backlog of ‘projects’ that I need or want to work on.

Seth’s birthday party is this Saturday. Then comes Theresa’s birthday next week and James’ the week after. Then there’s a break from birthdays until Gabrielle’s birthday (except for Issac’s birthday somewhere in there). But Gabrielle’s birthday is near Christmas. And it’s only five months until Christmas.

If I could knit as quickly as I crochet my projects might go faster. Or if I didn’t have to weave in ends when I change colors. Or if I didn’t keep getting distracted by macrame wire rings and leather shoes and other such intriguing projects. I know better than to stress out over the details. or to think that the ritual of gift giving is more important than giving the right gift even if the timing is a little off. The problem is that I enjoy it. I can make something that I would hesitate to use or wear and know that it is beautiful and perfectly suited the the person who will use it. I can’t wait to see the gift opened and find out if it was just okay, or as perfect as I thought it was.

It would be nice if I had an unlimited amount of time to devote to creating the perfect gifts for people. But alas, there are only five more crafting months until Christmas.