As the number of crafting days between now and Christmas dwindles to a number I can count on the fingers of one hand, I am forced to hide what projects remain to be finished from those closest to me.
Who is in the room with me determines which project I reach for and which project I shove under a chair, into a closet, or discreetly place (what I hope is unnoticed) into one of my inviolable bags.
At my side is an assortment of hooks and a large pile of yarn with all of the colors used in every project I am working on.
In as much as I am almost constitutionally incapable of working in one color, this means that the pile of yarn that surrounds me is nearly sufficient to insulate a small house.
If it were possible for me to go the next four days without eating or sleeping, I could get a lot more done.
I know that in the next 72 hours, I will make more progress than I believed was possible, and at the same time, I will fall short of my goals.
In the meantime, I will have to keep my projects straight and do my best to make sure that the intended gift is safely hidden from the recipient’s line of vision.