Project Start & Cabin Fever

Oh, boy. This has turned out to be a very frustrating week stitching wise, guys.

I mentioned to some of you in the comments section that my mom and I had decided to start a SAL, because we had a couple of projects in common in our stash, and with this quarantine going on we thought it'd be a sweet idea. The one we decided on is this beautiful piece by Dimensions, Flowers & Hummingbird:

Isn't it beautiful? Aren't those colors gorgeous? Doesn't it just scream out "spring"? Yes, yes it does. It also has a truckload of confetti. I should've known when I saw those flowers, but I seem to be a slow learner... Insert facepalm. No, actually, I'll insert it for you, here ya go:

Literally me thinking of myself

Long story short, those flowers turned out to be my nemesis. My proverbial Everest. Combine the confetti, similar pink colors, and 18 count aida, and after three days I was a cross-eyed, dizzy, angry Zombie ready to throw things (which is probably also a by-product of the fact that we've been quarantined for nearly two weeks and I have serious cabin fever. But oh boy is that another topic). My poor husband had to sit me down and kindly explain that maybe projects are like relationships, and I really should just break up with this one. Bless his patient soul.

Anyway, if you think that stopped me from doggedly continuing on this project, you absolutely do not know me for the stubborn mule that I can be. I just wasn't ready to give up. I was also strangely emotional about giving up on yet another spring piece, because I'd already given up on Baby Bluejays (seriously people, cabin fever is bad for the nerves. I need to go outside to take a walk and get a, you know, life). 

Ugh. But finally, today I really had to wonder why I was freaking out over this project so much, and I realized that it was a combination of: a) wanting to go too fast, and b) the wrong approach. So I've decided to be patient with myself, reminded myself that this isn't a race... and I've decided to work square by square instead of by color, which was a huge part of the problem as it was making me very confused. And it has calmed me down enough to enjoy this project again, and this is what I have to show for my efforts:

I mean... Not too shabby, if I do say so myself! I am satisfied. If anything, this latest stitching experience has taught me that I have a very anxious, competitive streak in me, and I really have to take to heart these lovely words by Virgina Woolf:

How are you all doing in these crazy times? I hope you're keeping positive and finding good things to focus on. Wherever you are, I hope you're happy and keeping safe. Until next time, happy stitching :)