So I stitch. I stitch to get things done. But I have far too many things to ever accomplish. Sigh. How is it we all have too much stash to ever stitch, but we never have the "right" pattern?
Over the last week I've made some progress on my Midsummer Nights Dream's "Quaker Meetinghouse" --
I need to do the last part of that top motif, the dates, and the two butterflies that go in the sort of square cut outs at the top and bottom. Not bad. If I have a good (and intelligent) evening, I might even finish tonight. But probably not -- tonight I simply must go to bed before midnight!
Tonight's also Thanksgiving shopping. I have big dinner responsibilities! I'm in charge of bring olives, pickles, and rolls to my friend Judy's house for dinner. lol Hey, there's not much you can assign to the person whose oven doesn't work! Oh and I have to bring my stitching too in hopes that Judy and I can sit and stitch! Cross your fingers on that one! lol
Should I get home from shopping with any energy AND get a lot of cleaning and clearing done, I might start my inventory of my excessive stash. You see, I'm thinking that if I could visually remind myself of all the crap... err vital and wonderful stash .... I have, maybe -- just maybe -- I could stem the shopping tide. Ok, so maybe it's not a brilliant plan, but it's the one I've got right now so it's the one I'm going to go forward with.
Last night I started what I've taken to calling Project Reality with a photo essay of sorts on my "small projects" basket. The basket was Chris' idea. She has one on her mantle -- She explained it as her way to avoid losing time in rushed departures looking for all the bits of a project to take. She just has this basket of small kits and kitted up projects all ready for the road. She can just grab and go. And besides, it looks real nice. So I started one. I have no mantle so mine sits on a pile of paperwork, but it's still fun. Mine also isn't really filled with ready-to-go projects since some of them still have the nasty fabric they came with in them. One boring evening I'll sit down and cut real fabric for them and pile the other up for passing along to the aida fans of the world. Anyway, here's my basket:
And, yes, the basket is just as overstuffed as it looks. If you don't believe me, here's two piles of stuff out of it:
And yet there's still plenty in the basket with those piles out:
See? I need to stop stashing.
Well, it's back to work for me. I have records to add before grocery time. Happy Thanksgiving shopping to all who are out there doing it. To all who aren't, have a peaceful evening!
LOSCON COUNTDOWN -- 40 hours to registration at LosCon!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yahoooo!!!!!!
Recently finished: Gaiman and Reaves InterWorld. You know, it was ok. Not nearly as good as Gaiman should be. It feels like the beginning of a series/franchise. Think a kind of watered-down Ender's Game -- young misfit, secret talent, outcast, educated, adventure gone wrong, amazing success, the world goes on, blah blah blah. It's nice. It'll entertain the youth it's meant to.