Turned over the page on my quilt calendar at work: and I'm smitten with this month's project. A poinsettia quilt. How cute!
Okay, not only am I enamored with the design (which looks very easy - squares and triangles), I started dreaming about fabric choices. Not that I'm addicted to new projects or anything... Hey, there's just under 3 weeks left until Christmas, I could start making this now, right?
I'd love to have this design in a tablecloth. Only I can't decide whether I would want only one wreath centered on the table, or 4 wreaths with the bow sashing in between (I have a very large square table). And do I like the cream background? Or would white be better? Or a subtle print, to hide any eventual food stains?
Why am I spending mental energy on this non-starter of a project? I don't have time. I have several other half-finished Christmas-themed projects laying neglected in dusty corners (2 Santa dolls in a paper bag in the garage, for one). I'm not planning on completing any of them, either.
Oh, the allure of the new, the shiny, the untried-but-very-achievable project! They wink at me, these patterns and designs. They call out to me, "Hey Baby, you know you want some of this." Tragic how I will so readily give this new thing time and energy, ignoring my WIPs and UFOs.
Well, no harm in looking, I say.