I am knitting for Christmas.
I have done the usual thing of queuing up enough projects to keep me going for about six months, then planning to make them all in four weeks. During that time, I also plan to make soaps, Christmas cards, biscuits, two Christmas cakes, an advent calendar, labels for all the knitting, and a patchwork quilt.
I also plan to keep my job, move house and sleep.
I am, as always, insane.
I convinced myself it could be done by casting on five projects at once, ordering 9 balls of yarn, catching a cold and screwing up the gauge on one of the projects. When in doubt, apparently the best thing to do is be outrageously optimistic. So far, I am not panicking, and am taking a lot of comfort out of looking at the bin full of projects that just need sewing together or having the ends woven in. I am pretending I haven't packed up most of my sewing stuff and that I can totally get to the sewing machine around all the boxes of stuff. I am watching the craft channel 24/7 in the hope that I'll absorb some of the craftiness and magically do even more than is humanly possible.
This should be fun.