

So you decide to teach yourself to knit and crochet. All those years ago when your grandmother sat you down and taught you or rather tried to teach you come rushing back to you, you remember the toys, blankets, sweaters, pot holders, slippers, socks, and many other things your grandmother made and you remembered how special it made you feel to received these "slaved over" items. You decide that's what you're going to do for your family and friends.
You buy all the pattern books and magazines you can find, when you stumble on a good buy on yarn you buy it, and when you see a skein of yarn and the color stands out to you as being the perfect color for a certain pattern in that one book, you of course, buy it. Before you know it you have boxes of yarn, even the ones heaped together from garage sales you couldn't say no to. A full, even over-flowing box of perfectly good yarn that just needs sorting through for 5 bucks-thats like 40 dollars worth of yarn right there! So you buy it too. Before you know it you have boxes upon boxes of patterns and yarn. Do you disagree? OK then, you have had time to start projects but they too are boxed up unfinished, or even in a tote you carry around from time to time so you can work on it here and there.

Or maybe you have finished projects but the people receiving the gifts don't seem as thrilled as you remember yourself being when your grandmother gave you the same sweater with a corded telephone knitted into it. OK, maybe its outdated since now we use cordless phones, but you spent hours on it and they should appreciate your hard work whether it's outdated or not.
Good thoughts, Bad outcome.