Okay. Look at the total. You guys started donating on Friday. It is Monday. From about $120 000 to about $180 000 in that space of time? Does anyone else find that sort of deliciously scary? That isn’t even all of you. I know some of you are yet to donate, and there is an alarming amount of mail still in my inbox. (I’m going as fast as I can. If you haven’t had an email from me, then your donation hasn’t been added to that total yet.)
People seriously underestimate knitters. Seriously. It is a good thing that we do not use our powers for evil (mostly) because if we ever took it into our collective heads to mess somebody up I shudder to think what would happen, and how quickly. You people are a force to be reckoned with and if you weren’t feeling powerful when you got up this morning, then dudes…you should be now. I think we should get tee-shirts that say “Be nice. I’m a knitter, and I’m on a big team.”
Before we carry on I want to take a minute to ask a favour of all of you who are yet to send in your donation. When you send me the email to tell me about it…..don’t apologize. Many of you are writing to me and saying “Sorry it’s such a small amount” or “I’m sorry, but this is the best we can do right now”. There is no need for this. Look at the amount in the sidebar. You aren’t one person…you’re part of a team, and teams are formed because one person can’t do all of the work. This is just like just like knitting, where an individual stitch (or $5) may not seem like much, but if you repeat it enough times….Besides. You should ask the MSF people if they think $5 is a lot of money. Considering that most of us can’t fix our lives with our whole paycheque…it’s stunning what they can fix with $5.
The one downside to your incredible generosity is that adding it up cuts pretty seriously into the Christmas knitting time. My first priority was to make mates for all of the single socks that I’d knit…
And now I’m working on the green socks. (And two scarves, and a hat, and some other socks and…..can you tell it’s Christmas crunch time? I’m going to have to make a full accounting tonight. I sort of don’t want to. Ignorance is bliss.)They don’t bug me so much now that I’m allowed to finish them. The whole delayed gratification thing was painful. Funny how if it’s never bothered me to leave half knit stuff all over the house until now. Joe would say that this is because I am one of the most contrary women alive. Tell me I should be finishing socks…I leave them in bits around the house. Tell me I’m not allowed to finish them? The urge is overwhelming. Maybe someone aught to tell me I’m not allowed to do housework.