Today I started to freak out while mentally reviewing my current pile of knitting gifts. Why? Why do I do this to myself? I impose impossible deadlines, usually the time limit is arbitrary, and always, always crumble under the weight of obligation. Well, not anymore! I, Kim, am taking back the joy of knitting!

Cases in point, my list of stuff to knit and the psycho deadlines I've given myself to complete them. I will also give the actual deadline I could probably get away with, now that I'm thinking straight.

1 baby hat, for friend's baby.
Crazy Kim Deadline: Today
Actual Deadline: Like three months.

1 baby hat and scarf combo, for another friend's baby.
Crazy Kim Deadline: Yesterday
Actual Deadline: Three months as well. (Is there something in the water? Everyone is getting pregnant at the same time.)

1 Baby Gift for coworker.
Crazy Kim Deadline: eh...actually, I'm pretty laid back about this one. Mostly because I haven't offered a gift yet. But I will.
Actual Deadline: 7 months

1 giant Harry Potter Scarf that my idiot self decided has to be done as authentically as possible and is thus taking years not just to complete but off of my life.
Crazy Kim Deadline: before the Goblet of Fire is out of theaters.
Actual Deadline: Before JK Rowling stops making books and movies. What, like, three-four years?

See, people? I jack myself up over these knitting projects and really, I shouldn't. But I do this every time I volunteer to knit something for someone else. This is why I don't do it very often.

Damn, I just psycho-analyzed myself. Awesome! Blogging really IS therapy!