Off The Hook
You know that I Love Lucy episode where Lucy and Ethel get jobs at the chocolate factory and the conveyer belt is moving faster than they can work?
(The punch line is that the chocolates end up all over the place—under their hats, in their dresses, stuffed into their cheeks, etc.)
That's how my life feels right now. The projects are piling up.
Every year before the holidays it's as if someone yells "speed it up" into the control room.
Those of us who value handmade seem to put rather a lot of pressure on ourselves to make. Everything. All the time.
For me, it's partially about living up to holidays past where everyone got a personal handmade gift. Some of it is due to my general distain for the holiday commercialism in our culture and not wanting to literally buy into it. Add to the mix that we celebrate Chanukah around here, which falls in early December this year, and the heat is on.
No matter what the reason—when it gets this way I lose some of the pleasure in the process of making.
So this year: I'm only going to do what I can do.
And I'm going to be okay with that. I have kids that need my attention—now. And web sites that need designing. And a husband who needs attention—now. And a body that needs sleep. And a house that needs attention.
I'm letting myself off the hook.
And if this sweater magically gets finished
all the better.
But these cookies needed making.
and I have no regrets—well, almost no regrets (I may have eaten too many).