I’ve been stuck in quilt paralysis for quite some time. If I’m honest with myself, it’s been about four years since I’ve really quilted with any sort of regularity. I still read the blogs, follow fabric and designer instagrams, dream about all the quilts I want to make. Every now and then, I even start a new project thinking that the “new” will get the “old” juices flowing.
In the past two years, I’ve finished two quilts. One was a baby quilt of my own design – I had a vision and immediately needed to see it through. The other was a baby quilt for a baby of my own design – five months ago, I gave birth to my first, a son and quite possibly the cutest baby every. I do believe every mother thinks their baby is the cutest, but I’m pretty sure I’m right, ha!
Four years ago, I left the job I’d had working at my local quilt shop for two and a half years, in pursuit of different opportunities. I took a sales job and dedicated most every hour to trying to improve myself there. The evenings and weekends that I used to sit and stitch suddenly became time for studying for my job. And to be honest, after so much forced creativity, it was nice to use the logical side of my brain for a change. My projects and supplies got packed away without much care or organization.
Every now and then, I’d get that urge to quilt again, but everything was boxed up who knows where, it wasn’t very easy to just jump back in on one of my (many) started projects. Sometimes the urge was indulged with a new start, and sometimes it just passed unheeded.
Then I fell in love, got married, and moved in with my husband and most of my supplies initially stayed at my mother’s house. Some projects have been moved, but I’m sure some are still left behind. And that’s where I’m at today.
Lots of projects that I want to work on. Lots of projects that I should work on. And a stunning inability to decide what to do first.