I am at the age when people start thinking of stopping to smell the roses, i.e. retiring. Yet, I continue to accumulate my cross stitch/embroidery stash. Dont get me wrong, I do realize both the size of my collection of kits and patterns as well as the concept of my mortality. Its harder and harder to decide which project is a priority, and which is next to start as soon as the current one is finished. Damn ebay and flosstube, those two are my main enablers! Watching, seeing, falling for something, searching for it, finding it - and boom! buying - again, again and again. Some women collect jewelry, some - shoes and purses, others purfumes. I acquire cross stitch stuff. What the heck, life is short, and this is the only thing that truly brings me joy, my hobby. Once in a while I enter my stash room and do an inventory of my collection, and I marvel at each item I possess - wow, I forgot I have this one, what a beauty! Oh, and look at this one, I want to start it right this minute! But wait, I gotta finish the one Im currently stitching, shoot. Why dont I have 8 hands and 48 hours in a day, and neither full time job nor family obligations? If I were rich, Id quit work, buy me a private jet, and a small island somewhere in the Pacific, and I would transport all my cross stitch collection there - to sit under a palm tree all day long, listening to the waves and seagulls, and stitch, stitch, stitch. Paradise!!
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