So easily distracted
Celebrating progress is a dangerous thing.
I’ve been steadily moving projects up the list from Queued to Piece to Quilt to Bind to Finished (yes, I have a list for each) The goal is to have most of the quilts either queued or finished, with no more than a couple in the steps in between. By the end of the year. (And yes, THIS year.)
So this week when I moved some big stuff up the list, I started feeling quite accomplished.
This is not good. This is the place where trouble finds me.
For instance, while doing some light sorting and cleaning, I found this lovely little stack of 5″ squares, leftovers from my picnic quilt. All it needed was a few more red blocks, and a pile of Kona Snow blocks, and I had everything I needed for a disappearing 9-patch baby blanket.
Twenty minutes later this is where I was at ~ in deep. On a project that didn’t even exist (not on ANY of my lists) just a little earlier. Reason told me to gather it all up, put it in a bag for later and finish sewing the binding on Ben’s quilt.
It doesn’t help that sewing 9-patches is the quilting equivalent of dopamine for me, but for now it’s one more for the project bin. Focus, Sandie. Focus.