It sounds silly, but I seem to freeze when I'm about to start a new project. I first noticed this tendency of mine when I was in college. It would be time to study for a huge exam or write an important essay, and I'd start to feel funny inside, almost paralyzed, and then find other things to do, like clean the bathroom, refold laundry, anything really just to avoid the task at hand. I know that it stems from me wanting to have everything perfect and not always knowing just how to get there. My husband sweetly refers to me as being "perfectly flawed", knowing how I can be driven at times. Eventually, with all projects, I wrap my mind around it, press forward, and just do my best.
Today, despite the fact that I've not touched a sewing machine in over a year, I tackled a project that has been calling my name. Using a white chenille bedspread and a sweet floral duvet cover (both discovered at a thrift store), I sewed a reversible purse. Tempted to cave into chocolate and wine in the midst of the project, I took the higher road and continued to press on through basting stitches and reloading a bobbin. I'm so glad that I did and my girls and I are pleased with the result.
