I was trying to be good today.
I was trying to be logical. I have spent the last week putting away and organizing and cursing whatever imp it was that made me accumulate so much stash that there is no way I can neatly store it all. I vowed to stitch more, accumulate less (although the newest Stoney Creek mentions this as a trend in much the same tone that people at a health fair will tell you you're obese, like it's a really bad thing that shows some internal failure that, if you had a little more control over yourself, you wouldn't be in the situation, and must be mentioned in pity-filled whispers). I vowed this fall would be different.
And then people post this.
And my willpower melts.
Even with just part of it showing, I know I love it. And I must have it.
Despite it using Thread Gatherer.
Despite the fact I've only completed one other Hawks Run Hollow piece. I take it as a sign of hopefullness that I have Shores started and I look at it in passing and think, "I should work on that." I also have Villages mostly kitted up. This is hopeful. This is why I stitch from stash. I just spent my 2009 stitching budget . . . in 2007.
Perhaps it's time I start whispering in the pittybulls' sweet spotted ears when I let them out in the morning. Perhaps they can tell their Daddy I would like it for my birthday. I can just picture him, walking around the cross stitch store with a bewildered look on his face, mumbling, "Christmas . . . birthday . . .Hawks. Don't they have any Dallas stuff in here? Why doesn't she just finish what she started?"
In other news, I have decided to break with my own plans and work on Cat Lovers Too this weekend. I am getting so close to finishing it. I can probably have it done by Monday if I stitch tonight. But, if not, it gets put away for Halloween ornaments. Funny to think of sitting on a beach working on Halloween ornaments, but we're dredging the last little bit of summer out we can!