I'm am up to my ears in yarn. (Actually it's just up to my ankles but that lacks the dramatic punch I'm going for.) I don't know what got into me, but I promised 4 little people that I would knit them each a scarf for Christmas. (Ack!)
I'm about 2 inches into the first two scarves and my fingers already hurt. (Aaacckk!)
(I'm starting to feel like that comic strip character, Cathy. You know the one. She's always pulling her hair in all directions and saying things like, "Ack!" and "Give me chocolate!", and there's the sweat flying everywhere.)
I am going to die.
But a promise is a promise. And if you don't count the bloody fingers, each scarf only costs me around $5, give or take, which makes for a very wallet-friendly Christmas gift. Plus it's a scarf. Hand-knit(ted). It'll seal my fate as the coolest Aunt & Mama ever.
That, or it will totally morph me into a Granny by December.
Give me chocolate! AACcckkk! [sweat, sweat, sweat]