This is a very domestically inclined Week. I have family coming for dinner on Friday, there might be eight of us which is as many chairs as I have, and as it's Shetland family who I don't see nearly enough of, I'm really looking forward to it.
In the time honoured tradition of pretending to be a fully functioning adult who lives in a clean and tidy manner I'm also doing a lot of housework. My family know this is a fiction, but it's important to observe the conventions, unfortunately the effect of tidying in my flat is to make it feel like it's breathed in. Hard. Poke anything and everything comes lose again, this is especially true of books which have been ruthlessly corralled under bed, sofa, and dresser. I still haven't quite finished the full I started in April - some really have to go.
I've also been finishing off a couple of knitting projects destined to be Christmas presents... The first is a monster of a thing (exactly twice as long as I am tall) for a friend who chose the colours and wanted something big. It's a sort of cross between a shawl and a scarf, I've been playing with it for a while and finally managed to find a way to wear it that worked. Which I've since forgotten. Apparently I'm giving the gift of spending quite a lot of time in front of a mirror wondering if that's the best it can be. It's warm though, and big, and pink and green, which fulfills the basic brief.
The second scarf is for my sister, I've had the idea in mind for it for a while, and this is a bit of a prototype. I'm basically pleased with the result. I think thevtree of life openwork pattern running up the centre looks suitably Christmas tree like, and the pom-poms are festive. It's come out longer than I wanted which tells me I need to improve my finishing skills. Whilst I was pinning it out I didn't think I was stretching it that much, but wet wool seems to have a mind of its own. I liked the spring and texture of it when it was undressed too, so perhaps the answer is not to bother next time (which is tempting because I don't enjoy the dressing part). Or I could just knit less of it.