Hyperbole and a Half has a comic about the rush of deciding that today, nothing else will slip through the cracks, and then the subsequent meltdown that happens when it turns out being 100% on top of 100% of things 100% of the time is more than any one person can do. I feel like I may be heading that direction, with the latest developments in my nesting instinct.
I think it's finally dawned on me that in the very near future, I will be a working mom with a very very small infant. And then a less small infant. And then a toddler. I feel like this is bound to cut into my sewing time. Cross that with the fact that I am trying to downsize my stash from one closet to half a closet, and you have a recipe for Most. Pressing. Projects. Ever.
See this? 2 days ago this was "a slightly ruffled stash in need of organization," but now it is a litany of all the projects that have sat too long undone, staring me in the face and whispering in my ear: "Don't you want to finish me before the baby comes? Don't you want me FOR the baby? Don't you want to piece me and quilt me and bind me and give me away to charity BEFORE all your free time is spent chasing after the baby?" ... Of course I do! Part of me knows having a kid won't be the end of my quilting, but another feels like I'm already starting out behind because of Star Wars and because not feeling well has been cutting into my sewing for months now.
I want to buy new fabric for my baby and not feel guilty about it! I want to make her crib skirts without tripping over my backlog of batting! I want my sewing stuff and my dance stuff to fit neatly into one closet, but that calls for some serious stash reduction. So my stash and I will probably be squaring off for the next little while. Here goes nothing!
Potentially: stay tuned for subsequent breakdown.