I was puttering around the house today feeling kind of blue, missing my family, when I perked myself up with the thought of: "Well don't worry, you'll be home in time for Christmas!" which got me all happy for the next thirty seconds until my brain caught up and I went: "Oh no. Christmas. Oh crap, I haven't knit anything for Christmas!" Remember that whole Christmas 2012 thing? Well I sure didn't. I haven't made one gorram thing for my fantastic list of Christmas buddies, and that is a bad, bad thing.
For those of you who don't know, Knitters are notoriously terrible planners. If you read this blog then you'll know that I've been thinking about this years Christmas since January. Now it's September and I haven't gotten one single thing done. Normally that wouldn't be too much of a problem, I would just swing by my LYS (Local Yarn Store for those not in the know) and pick up some fun yarn. But I can't do that. Know why? Because the nearest yarn store is over 600 miles away. Yeah, I googled it.
My mom did send me a care package a few months ago (it only arrived last week) and it had some tasty bits of yarn in it, but I need a lot more. She sent another one that hasn't quite made its way here yet, and that one is supposed to be mostly yarn. I might still be able to Jerry-rig some semblance of a knitting Christmas together. Wish me luck lovelies.
P.S. Another shining example of how bad I am at remembering stuff? September 5th was me and Connor's two year anniversary. Guess who forgot? Well... We both did actually. Good thing neither one of us assigns any ridiculous importance to anniversaries. It's cool, it's a good mile-marker, we still adore each other, but if one of us forgets, that's okay too. We're going on a date to celebrate this Sunday. I wonder if he'll let me bring my Christmas knitting?
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