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December 16, 2004

tossing, turning and bah humbugging

Wrote this at 5 am Wednesday morning, but blogger didn't want to publish it, so I'm publishing it now.
This is now the 3rd night that I haven't slept very well, or at all. I get in bed and then I start thinking about knitting and things I have to do and the homeless guy who lives in the metro station and emails and comments I haven't answered in a million years and work and my family and how my computer is probably going to bite the dust any day now and how I can't sleep and then it makes me nuts and I get up because I can't stand laying in bed when I have so much to do. So here I am posting instead of being productive.

At least I'm not worrying about Christmas. There's no Christmas spirit happening in the Gilbert-Frog household this year. Earlier on, I had wanted to get a tree to make things feel Christmas-y. Sleeping in won and now I'm not sure I want to bother since it's almost here and we have pretty much no space to put a tree. There are no gifts being knit or sewn or even bought for that matter. My sister and I have agreed to not send each other things this year and she is taking care of our parents for me (thanks Joseph*!). As for Frog's family, I'm letting him handle it. He vetoed my gift idea for him (too expensive) so he'll be getting a CD he asked for and whatever else he picks out since I'm fresh out of ideas. It's nice to spend the holiday with Frog's family in Burgundy, but still, I'd rather be with "the 'rents" and my sis this year since Christmas was in France last year too. I just don't feel Christmas here, no matter what the windows and the crowds at the Galleries Lafayette are saying. It's grey and cold, but somehow it doesn't feel like winter to me.

This IS a knitting blog, so here's the knitting news: I have a hat that has been done for over a month that just needs a little sewing and hasn't gotten it yet. I'm working on a submission which is mindless enough that I knit a good chunk in a meeting today and then realized that I had miscalculated my decreases and had to rip out much of it. Laura and the Lise booties are in the works but are on hold because of my submission and work schedule. There is apparently a lingering mistake in the short rows on the butt of mon petit chou but somehow my varied attempts to find it, fix it and pretend it doesn't exist have all failed. I have to get on that because it may be my guilt that is keeping me up at night. I have a million ideas floating around in my head and sketchbook. I just haven't had time to sit down and knit them. I'm considering the kilt socks... or are they supposed to be called hose? Any Scots out there? Please? In any case, I am very, very tempted to make them and am having delusions about how quick and easy it would be to make up a pattern and whip out 4 socks.

Time to go back to bed and consider how to save the world with some yarn and a couple of needles.

*my sister's name is not really Joseph. For the last bajillion years I've been calling her pretty much any name that starts with J, Joseph, Josie and José being the most popular choices. Don't even ask why. I couldn't tell you.

Posted by kate at December 16, 2004 12:21 PM