While I was traveling in November and December, I forgot about Christmas. As in, Christmas who? I was busy, absorbed completely in what I was working on and it just didn’t occur to me that I should be thinking about something other than interviews and rental cars and forgetting to take my vitamins. Suddenly, it hit me. It was 8 days until Christmas and I had done nothing to prepare. Not only that, we were not going to get any money in for presents, so if there was going to be something under the tree, I needed to make it. And that included everything for the kids and our families. No pressure.
I literally worked 20 hours a day for the next few days and then 24 hours straight a few times on books, hats, blankets, scarves and candles as well as anything else I could glue pipe cleaners to.
We left on Saturday morning for Utah and I took most of my unfinished projects with me. My mom wasn’t surprised to see me lugging in all kinds of equipment. She’s used to me bringing home projects. But, I do think she was a little surprised at the sheer volume of stuff.
While we were there, I crocheted 14 hats and 8 scarves for different family members. That didn’t really scratch the surface of the almost 40 people that came and went over the few days we were there, but it was enough. My fingers now ache and I have a new massive muscle in my right arm that goes down my back. I call it Ellen.
Christmas was lovely. I had helped the kids make presents for each other and all three of my boys sat at my sewing machine and Tony even crocheted a purse for his sister which he then sewed a lining for and THEN hand-sewed into the purse. Ty made a large quilt for Devon and Devon made a jean football-pillow that you can throw in the house for Ty. Until you knock over the lamp. Then stop, please. Alex made Tony a fleece blanket. And it was so much nicer than going to the crowded store, pushing our way through everyone and trying to find something to buy each other.
I think next year, even if we have more money than we did this year, I won’t be rushing off to buy things for the kids. I used to love making things for Christmas and this year really reminded me of that. I got to spend hours thinking about the people I was making the gifts for. The only thing I’d change is starting earlier, say, June.