So my sister Lynn had her birthday in early September, so I decided to knit her a pair of socks as a gift.
I'm sure she was shocked. After all, I gave her socks last year, and the year before last (and maybe even the year before that?). I'm not very adventurous when it comes to gift-giving.
I am so ashamed to admit that although I finished knitting the socks on time, they are still packaged and waiting in my van. Considering that my sister lives almost 900 miles away from me, this is not a good sign.
I have every intention of taking them to the post office today and mailing them priority. I have set it as a priority on my list.
Right after I find my energy . . .
Maybe I'll hang on to them until Christmas and they pull them out with a cheery "surprise! bet you thought they were lost!" which I'm sure won't work because by then they most likely will be lost.