Big confession time.
That last column fiasco really shot all my confidence in stitching. It’s taken a week to do 10×10 when my usual time for 100 stitches is 40 minutes. Why? Paranoia. Paranoia that it’ll all go to pot once again. Yes, it wasn’t the mess up to end all stitching mess ups. This I know. Try telling my confidence this though. It’s gone from a 100 to a 30 in a blink of an eye.
Current stitching process is constant rechecking of color threads and recounting just to make sure I’m in the right spot. I tried marking, which I know I don’t personally have to do, on my printed pattern and STILL have to recount. By the time I’ve recounted about five times it’s been almost two hours and I’ve only done a couple of lines. It’s ridiculous!
I believed that fiasco was no big deal. Then why this stitch trauma? It’s so silly. Very, very, very silly. Has this ever happened to anyone else before? Because it makes no sense to me. This weekend was the only light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel moment I’ve had since. I managed to do 100 stitches over the weekend instead of it taking a week.
Here’s the progress:
Let’s be real. It is small progress for three weeks only because it is small progress for three weeks. Looking at it now only makes me want to push and show that last column I’m not its stitch bitch. I was for the past three weeks. Now I’m not sitting back and taking its crap anymore. No more!
Have yourself some safe and careful stitching this week guys. I really mean it.