I think, in life, we all have strong points and weak points. I’m kind of a black and white type person. Right is right and wrong is wrong and there’s not a whole lot of in between area for me. If I feel something is wrong for you to do, I’m likely to feel it’s wrong for me to do. I like straight, clean lines. I don’t really like abstract. If I see a painting of a tree, I want to see a tree . . not have to figure out if what I’m seeing is a tree or something else.
When I say to Chad . . “We’re going to eat at 3:30”, to me that means we should be sitting down at the table putting food on our plates at 3:30 . . not calling and saying “Mom, we’re almost there!” We’ve had several discussions about that. In their minds, somewhere close to 3:30 is good. I know . . if that’s the worst they ever do, then I’m a lucky mom. I could tell them we’re going to eat at 3:30 when I really plan on eating at 4 but nope . . not how it works for me. Yesterday they were early and they were so proud of themselves.
Last night Vince had gone to bed before I did and I was thinking as I was cross stitching and that’s what started me down this path.
I think I’m a pretty decent cross stitcher when it comes to left and right and up and down but angles . . they are hard for me and I don’t like doing them. If I had paid more attention to this chart, that one little cloud thing would probably have kept me from purchasing it. I know that to some of you, you’re looking at that and saying “piece o’ cake” but my tummy was in knots working on that cloud. Too many angles for me.
I wonder how many people do ALL things well. You know there are some. I guess learning to accept that some things are easier than others, some things we like more than others and then deciding if whatever we’re wanting to do is worth the effort and then living with the decision we make . . that’s what I need to strive to do.
Sadly for me, there was a mistake but it was way back in the easy part of the last brown row of stitching. I don’t know if you can see in the photo above but the top row of brown stitching on the cloud should have lied up with the gold stitching above it. I was one thread off. I went back, found the error, could not believe I had done it, briefly thought about leaving it, fudging it on the other side to make it work out but in the end decided I wouldn’t be happy unless I fixed it so I ripped it all back and started over.
Again, just like in real life . . I get overly confident and screw up on the parts I am familiar with, and pay closer attention to the harder parts. I’m way more likely to forget something in a recipe I make 100 times than I am to mess up a recipe I’m making for the first time.
Hopefully, I’ll pay more attention on every stitch today!