In my part of the world we say you are a fool if your passion for a pursuit overcomes all practical sense. I am a stitching fool, and I stitch foolishness.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
And this is where I hit the wall
I stitched all day Saturday. And then, Saturday evening, there came a point when I literally could not stitch another stitch. Not another one.
I should have known. If I've been focusing on a project for awhile, and I'm past the excitement of starting a new piece, and I'm not close to the finish line, BAM! I run full-tilt into the wall and end up flat on my back, thinking I may never stitch again.
And I haven't picked up a needle this week. Granted, there have been many, many other things going on in my life and taking up space in my head that have kept me from peacefully stitching, but it's unusual for me to totally ignore the needlework basket.
I think I'm over the wall though. Tonight it looks enticing again. Possibly that's due to the fact that Catherine Theron is teaching this very same sampler to my sampler guild and EGA chapter this week-end. Obviously I'm not taking the class because I've already taken it, but I am taking a mini-class with the group tomorrow evening. And I'm really looking forward to that.
Now, in the interest of full disclosure, I have to admit that I discovered early Saturday morning that I had used the wrong shade of green for all those blasted little branches in the cartouches. I seriously considered ripping them all out and restitching them in the correct shade. Then I decided, in the interest of full sanity, that I was just as happy with the shade I had used and there was no way, no way ever, that I would rip and restitch.
This was somewhat reassuring. I may suffer from Stitchers's ADD, but not Stitcher's OCD!