I Drive Myself Nuts...

I love to look at quilting blogs.  There are amazing, creative, talented (patient!) people out there.  I get inspired, and a little overwhelmed.  But I want to make something.  Something beautiful and exciting.  And I have a cupboard of fabric to work from, so it doesn't even have to cost me much.  Maybe some batting.  And thread.  Mostly time.

So I start looking at pictures and thinking about what I could make, and what fabric I would use.

I'd like to do something like this crooked 9-patch...

or this huge Irish Chain...

or this colorful Jacob's Ladder...

or this vintage-y looking hexagon pattern...

or even these applique marbles, but not so much with pinks.

And I start looking through my fabric cupboard.

And then I see them.  Little piles of fabric that I'm not quite sure what to do with.  Leftovers from other projects.  And a few, "What in the world was I going to do with that?"  And I start thinking, "I should use those up before I cut into something new."  Right.  Because I'm all about practical.

So I spend a ridiculous amount of time trying to think of something to do with, for instance, a stack of 2 1/2 inch vintage squares, left over from something else.  When I finally come up with a plan, (which takes awhile, because the art side of my brain and the math side don't always play together nicely), I realize that I've designed something I have no interest (or purpose) in completing.

No fun.  No excitement.  *ugh*

So I put it all away and go back to looking at pictures.  Anyone else?

But I will break out of this rut over the summer.  I will.