Love, and SewingADHD

I made a massive number of xmas presents last year ….. oh hang on, I forgot to post about them. Oh well.

Back to the topic. I made a lot … aprons, pot holders, embellished tea towels, a quilt, placemats, table runners, cushions, bags and superhero capes. By the end I was more than a bit burnt out. I took a break from my sewing machine, thinking I needed some space before diving in again.

But, taking that break, also broke my rhythm. I developed what I call SewingADHD …. I have all these projects in my head, all these things I want to sew, and absolutely no mojo to do them. And the danger I have, is that when I don’t sew, I tend to buy fabric. So at present I have about 15 metres of fabric, plus a heap of quilt fabric, that I am attempting to jam into my already overflowing fabric cupboard. As you can imagine ….. its not going well.

Great you say, its a prime opportunity, to go through the cupboard, weed out the stuff you will never sew, and get rid of it. *oh my, I felt a bit faint for a second*

Trouble is, I am in love.

There are times when a prodigious memory does not serve me well. I can remember where I got it from, how much I bought, what I planned for it when I bought it, what I planned for it the last time I spotted it in the stash … and so on and so forth. And I am in love with each and every piece of fabric in my stash.

So you can imagine, removing fabric from the stash is akin to giving away a pet. Its possible I suppose, but too painful to consider. So I rearrange where I can, place a couple of “use it or lose it” projects on the cutting table, and resolve to be stronger next time. I hope my fabric appreciates just how much it is loved.