Many of my fellow fiber bloggers are taking a moment, right now, to celebrate a year of bloggy goodness.

• Threadpanda – Year in Review 2012: Rightfully celebrating a very productive year of sweater knitting, and the creation of the incredible Loki Scarf, which throws me into ecstasies every time I see it.
• For the Knit of It- Wrapping up 2012: She knitted two beards in 2012, amongst other nifty projects. The beards are the silly-awesome thing, though.
• Procraftinator – 2012 FOs: I’m tickled to see that we knitted at least two of the same projects this year. Maybe more.
• Collegeknitting – Year in Review Part 1: Socks: This knitter has had such a productive year she can’t fit it all into one post. Yikes, that’s a lot of socks.

You guys fill me with awe, you really do.

2012 has been a major year of growth for me and my knitting. More than 30 projects, not counting all the spinning. How did I ever find the time?

Yes, it’s been a year of growth. And with that growth came lots of mistakes, big ones and little ones. Knitting sins. And it’s time to confess them.

A Year of Knitting Sins

Let us pray…

Bless me, dear and fibery lord, for I have sinned. 

Confession 1) Greed:  I went on a yarn diet in January, pledging not to buy yarn until I went to Yarnover at the end of April. It took me less than one week to break my pledge.

Confession 2) Self Delusion and Pride: When knitting a shawl for a friend I managed to graft the two halves together backward. Rather than take it apart and redo the grafting properly, I convinced myself that the odd grafting stripe was visually appealing and “interesting,” not WRONG. Thankfully my friend never complained.

Confession 3) Idol Worship: While at Yarnover I engaged in abject idol worship of Clara Parkes via Twitter. In my defense, she’s so quotable and constantly says hilarious things, like:

• “Bamboo likes to be abused. It has relationship issues.”
• “Sheep breeders are the ultimate mad scientists. Crazy frankensheep.”

Confession 4) Enabling: I knew my cat had a problem with catnip. I knew this and yet I enabled him for my own amusement. I have him a ball of yarn liberally rubbed with catnip, then took pictures and posted them on my blog, laughing hysterically the entire time. If not for this incident, he might have kicked the ‘Nip by now.

Confession 5) Sloth: I promised to knit a pair of socks for a friend whose birthday was in April. I didn’t get around to finishing them until September. My only excuse:  I wanted to knit a set of matching baby socks to send with them. Why this took five months to accomplish I have no idea.

Confession 6) Wrath: I knitted a shawl I disliked so intensely that I blogged about it SIX TIMES. I even wrote a nasty poem about it.

Confession 7) Stealing: I confess. I can’t help myself. I engage in covert reclamation of unloved knitted gifts. I steal them back. I’m not sorry. I’d do it again!

Confession 8) Lust: I went totally ga-ga over a pattern. I discovered it and cast only a few hours later. I worked on it feverishly.  Passionately.  Then one day I abandoned it.  It’s sitting in a project bag right now. All it needs is finishing and blocking. Sorry wrap sweater, I’m just not that into you.  Right now.

There we have it. I have confessed a year’s worth of knitting sins.

I’m not sure if this confession comes with forgiveness.  I enjoyed that confession far too much to deserve it.