Continuum

I've said it before, but it bears repeating: time - or rather our perception of its passage - is a funny thing. Some days it's all you can do to get a handle on it, and other times it just drones on and on, days stretch out seemingly endlessly before you, and - especially if you've got small children in the house - you find yourself at 3 in the afternoon asking that most basic question "What's going on? Isn't it friggin' bedtime YET???"

Luckily, we knitters can usually look to our WIPs to verify that time is indeed passing at it's usual rate. For instance, the first Castlegar sleeve barely had a cuff, and now it's well on it's way.

Last Sunday I hadn't even gotten the first clue of either of my Mystery Hats, and now Pattern B's all brimmified, and pattern A is going to be cast on tonight.

And if you happen to live in casa de Dear, another sign of time's relentless march forward is the annual purchase of an item so powerful that it's significance can no longer be ignored...

There are 48 days left until Christmas. Let the annual knitterly freak-out begin.

Happy Knitting Everyone!