My mom told me over the phone once, on a Christmas evening after all the kids had left the house and she was home alone, that she was cleaning up all the Christmas stuff -- putting it away -- and it felt so good. I was appalled.
Not today. I spent the morning packing up ornaments and garland and Santa statues and I wish this stuff was at the landfill by this time of year ; ) I have too much of it. That is, of course, the problem. Garlands for every horizontal or semi horizontal space, bowls of glass ornaments, Santa and Nativity collections. Sheesh. (I secretly love every kitschy piece of Christmas crap that I own. So there. But that love won't stop me from complaining about putting it all away come the middle of January.)
Bridgett was here doing laundry this morning (she's blogged about why... she's a candidate for sainthood) and she looked this pile of stuff over and kind of chortled and said, "This is exhausting..." As if her life isn't.
Well, it is exhausting. And this pile doesn't even include the darned fake tree that fell apart this year and would lean if you touched it and was wired together with florist's wire. I stuffed that thing in a dumpster this morning. It is gone. G. O. N. E. Gone. And good riddance. Aren't I jolly?
Now the boxes are all set to be carried upstairs to the closet they occupy for 48 months out of the year. Shameless.
Another weight lifted off my shoulders is this finished object.
It's my Aran Wrap Cardigan. I put it away last spring when I needed another skein of Eco Wool to finish it. We had the same color (down to the dye lot) as the shop, so after I finished Hubster's Portland, I finished my own heavily cabled sweater. This thing is warm. Good thing and we've spent some time in single digits this week.
I have to say that this unstructured kind of knit isn't exactly the most flattering thing I've ever worn. But I don't give a rip. I love it.
The only weight left on my shoulders is the weight of all of the ear flap hats I've been asked to knit now that I've shown an aptitude for it. After some stealth birthday knitting, I'll get to it. Promise.
Something that is not weighing me down is this:
My Dyeabolical Sock Yarn and Roving club offerings this month. Cool and crisp and sparkly and gorgeous. I'm going to pet them until they tell me what they want to be. No pressure.
sheesh! totally with you on that putting-away-christmas-stuff thing! your cardigan is gorgeous and your new yarn/wool even more so.
best wishes from Iceland
Frida
Posted by: Frida | January 14, 2011 at 06:38 PM
That yarn is beautiful and blue is my signature color!!!
A
Posted by: Amanda | January 15, 2011 at 08:32 AM