I have been packing my knitting for our 3-day family Beach trip (the trip is to celebrate my birthday – my Golden 50th!). 

Of course, a sensible person would bring something suitable for the car trip and something mildly entertaining for the odd quiet half-hour in the Beach condo that one might have for knitting.  A sensible person would not be stuffing 9 projects into 3 bags for the trip.  (of course, a sensible person might not have 9 active projects, but I digress…)

Packing knitting means prepping knitting – so I have been writing out charts, calculating gauges, casting on…which makes it obvious that I have actually started up some of these projects so they could go to the Beach!

I try to limit my travel knitting.  But then I imagine myself sitting there with ideal lace-knitting conditions and no lace-knitting at hand.  Tragic!  Or I imagine sitting among the family laughing and having a great time with my hands sitting idle and my garter baby blanket at home alone in the dark!  Makes the skin crawl!

And, after all, it is supposed to be my Special Weekend, right?  And that is what I will be brazenly telling my family as I wedge 3 very full knitting bags into a very full car!