I’m welcoming myself back to a project that I shelved before it began; this blog. I’m notorious for starting projects and never finishing them. I have about 15 books sitting on a shelf that I’ve begun, but tossed aside before making any real progress. Those are the most prominent displays of my failures. I typically get rid of the evidence of attempts at hobbies so there aren’t piles of lost motivation cluttering up my apartment. It’s usually a craft. I start a craft, get into it for awhile, then get bored and go back to my favorite past time of binge watching cartoons I’ve seen a million times. Futurama.
So… on that subject of crafts, I took up cross stitch about a month ago. My favorite part is the discovery of a site called Subversive Cross Stitch. I think stitching swear words and insults is really therapeutic for me.
My first finished product (from the craft store, not Subversive Cross Stitch):
I wanted to start off small to get some practice. The poop emoji called to me from the aisle of the craft store.