Or the lack thereof. It seems I've hit the saturation point for my family with regards to Christmas gift knitting. Everyone has tactfully (or not so tactfully) indicated that there is no need for me to knit anything for Christmas this year, so I'm just knitting what I feel like knitting with no deadline pressure. Which is pretty nice, once I got over being slightly insulted by it all. Kidding. Sort of.
So I'm knitting this shrug for me. And this cowl, out of some gorgeous Dragonfly Fiber yarn. And another second sock. And then I'm going to pull out some stash yarn and knit whatever the heck strikes my fancy. This is what's called a quality problem.
Oh, and I'm going to sew this for the cat. At least he'll appreciate the effort. I hope.
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