The Project That Never Ends

The closer I get to finishing Carriage House Samplings, Faith Hope and Honor, the less I find myself actually sitting down and doing just that. And look at it! There is so little work left to be done. Finish the border. Finish the plant container. Fill in the bottom strip and fill in the words Hope and Honor. And voila! Finished!

I could have been done weeks ago if I would have just sat down, kicked ass and plowed through, which is my usual behavior in regards to stitching projects. I'm always a sprinter when the finish line is in sight. But for some reason, I can not figure out (though, honestly, I haven't delved that deeply) I just can't seem to do it. I glance at it, sitting there on my hassock looking sad and unloved, and I turn away. I can't take the guilt. So I ignore.

It's odd, because it's not like when you're reading a good book and you start reading slower because you don't want it to end. I want this to end. I desperately want this to end. And yet there it sits.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, shall be the day.