I've purchased a number of suitable designs over the last few months. I was running out of reasons not to knuckle down and make some. I bought more designs.
I catalogued my designs.
I printed out some of the pictures.
I did some stuff with installing fonts. I did all my fonts. I created PDF files of images of the fonts. I printed the catalogue. I bound it. I bought more fonts.
I thought about making applique christmas trees, I have lots of fabric. I searched for designs. I bought designs. I catalogued designs.
I just haven't been able to make myself make anything.
In the shower this morning, as I had my three thousandth bright idea for christmas cards, I thought about why I've been avoiding it. Is it that I don't want to make embroidery cards? Or make cards at all? Or send cards?
Am I bored with embroidery?
I don't think so.
I think I'm suffering from the embroidery equivalent of Analysis Paralysis.
I'm a little overwhelmed at the array of things I want to make. I'm ovewhelmed with the possibilites of fabric (even if I just use felt, I've got so many colours), and thread. And the colour of the card for the cards.
So, I'm going to just pick a couple of designs, and make them and see how they come out. Doesn't matter which one (or two).
Any will do.
Just pick one.
I'm now wrtiting this blog post. I think writing it down will make me do it.
Really. I will.
I'll just make a quick cup of tea. And put some bread on. And get mutton joint out of the freezer in the shed. And take the apple baskets back to the shed while I am at it. And check for eggs / give the chooks their afternoon corn. And top up the bird feeder while I am in the garden........