“I’ve just realised something!” I said to Mr XStitch the other evening.
“What?” was his X-box-induced-dazed reply.
“I’m really slow at cross stitching… I’ve just finished the little free project in this magazine that should take approximately 4 hours and it’s taken me nearly 7!”
Sensing I was on the verge of a haberdashery episode he paused his generic action
-shooter-role-play-magic-wizard-soldier-dragon-monster game, put down his controller and turned to give me his full attention.
“Well, you do watch TV when you’re cross stitching, which can be distracting…
“And you like to make sure the back is really neat…
“And you take your pride and time with each stitch…
“So it’s little wonder you take longer to finish,” he excused.
“Hmmm…” was my less-than-convinced response.
For you newbies to Life’s Complicated So Cross Stitch, you may not have read my recent post (#23) about my recent love affair with cross stitch magazines (up to three subscriptions and counting).
To cut a long blog short, I’m hooked.
Initially I struggled to find a down side to my glossy friends, but I’ve cracked it: the ‘approximate stitching time’ guide. This number sitting in its colourful little bubble has made me realise something about my stitching self, something I don’t like: how slow I actually am at cross stitching!
My conversation with Mr Xstitch got me thinking. I have two options – either I lock myself in a room away from Desperate Housewives, Mr XStitch, the Bengal bundle of fluff and my glossy friends in a bid to get on with the two WIPs I currently have on my tension hoops and the many more in waiting OR…
I carry on as I have been and remember that I love my hobby as it is, despite the
By my maths seven hours is approximately four anyway…