This is not a post about Christmas. I'm now doing adult Kris Kringles on two sides of the family, so I can relax about the season of fun/stress now. This is about the Show.
The Royal Melbourne Show is the event I spend all year planning for. Forget showbags, this is about showing off. I want my knitting to win the blue ribbons so I can call up my parents, grandmother and friends and squeal with joy a lot.
Last year I won the fair isle section, and Felix worried that I might go into labour two weeks early (no such luck!). This year I'm entering four categories, and I need to hand them all in this week.
My christening shawl needs an entire side of lace knitted on and then some blocking; my tea cosy hasn't even been designed, let alone started; Marcus' alphabet blanket might need to be reblocked; my hardanger embroidery piece needs to be framed.
I honestly cannot be bothered. We just moved house and Marcus' 1st birthday needs to be organised. My parents front room is filled with my boxes and they need to be here. We just had Father's Day and the season of small birthdays is now upon us (hi Mum's Group!). To top it all off, next month I plan to launch my new business (yes, it is knitting related - oooooo...).
I've been forced to prioritise my knitting before, but never to this extent. Sanity vs Show. It's hard to say who's going to win.