You know that phrase, right? For when you fill your plate with so much great-looking food, but it’s waaaaay too much for your tummy to actually handle?
Is there an equivalent phrase for makers? I need something to say during those moments when I want to make this, and this, and that, and this, and that, and that, all before next Tuesday.
I am thinking about Christmas knitting, in particular, despite knowing better.
Here’s my wish list of things I would like to knit (and this doesn’t include completely impractical things that I already know will never happen no matter how much I want to do them – this is just things that I am actually deluded enough to think I have a chance of completing in a month and a half).
- A cardigan for my one-year-old niece (in progress)
- A cardigan for one of my three-year-old twin friends (done, except for the buttons!)
- A cardigan for my other three-year-old twin friend (in progress)
- A pullover for my three-year-old nephew
- A pullover for my thirteen-year-old son
- A pullover for my ten-year-old son
- A cardigan for my mother-in-law
- A cardigan-vest for my mother
Do you see that? Four sweaters that aren’t even started yet, and three in progress! I am starting to wonder what in the world is the matter with me. For the record, here is the pullover pattern I am considering for the boys, and for my mother and mother-in-law, I would love to use my own Everyday Cardigan pattern and change it up as necessary.
So, yeah, eyes totally bigger than my stomach. Or whatever it is you would say for makers.
And, you know, this doesn’t even include things I might decide later to sew, or to make from polymer. I could use a good conk in the head.
I am probably going to end up striking the last four items from my list, and maybe replace them with socks. (I knit socks now, did you know?) Or maybe just replace them with something I don’t have to actually make with my own (over-scheduled) hands.
Am I the only one with a far-too-ambitious gift list? Share your delusions with me in the comments and make me feel better!
P.S. I’m really tempted to add “vest for my father” to that list, too.
P.P.S. What is the matter with me??