big girl
In addition to hitting on married men, I am discovering a need for a Large Purse. All I have is my messenger bag covered with punk rock pins and offensive sayings, and a few tiny purses for formal events. Today I went on a lukewarm job interview and barely managed to find an inoffensive bag that could hold all my library books.
As a corollary to this, I have taken increasing interest in purses at the thrift shop, but I never buy any. I hang onto the idea that I will sew my own. I wanted to design the Ultimate Purse: classy and roomy and could go from the office to the ballet, big enough to hold a book or a flat sheet of 8.5" x 11" paper (and a special sleeve just for it), and based on the Golden Rectangle ratio for maximum aesthetic effect. But, I'd have to actually do it. I still haven't sewn my winter coat.
But I don't know if I am any good at getting myself to sew lately. I think and talk about sewing more than I actually sew and it's troubling. I prefer surfing the internets, and somehow I convince myself that this is worth doing. Some of it is worth doing, but there's other stuff worth doing at this time. I'm at a crossroads with my sewing persona. I am in a good position to sew. Why don't I? I don't like to think on it. I should just do it, in fact.
Procrastination, I have discovered, is a constant reshuffling of the to-do list in your head, and evaluating what you can "get away with" at this very moment without regard to the long view. We all reshuffle our to-do list, but some of us shuffle harder and faster and more greedily than others. Coupled with a desire to self-soothe, we get procrastination. You lose your ability to see the big picture.
I need to get a better grip on rationalizing what is "a good thing to be doing at this time." I'll say, "well, I was supposed to be doing X, but now I'm doing Y, and Y is important too, so I should keep doing Y!" No, not so.
In the end, you don't live on the internet. You live in real life.
Unrelated, but since chilling with the bike messengers, riding is beginning to be more and more appealing, bad weather be damned. I need to get my bike back and try riding around the city on my own, just to see how it is.
Okay. I am really going to sew tonight. Once I get going, I go.
As a corollary to this, I have taken increasing interest in purses at the thrift shop, but I never buy any. I hang onto the idea that I will sew my own. I wanted to design the Ultimate Purse: classy and roomy and could go from the office to the ballet, big enough to hold a book or a flat sheet of 8.5" x 11" paper (and a special sleeve just for it), and based on the Golden Rectangle ratio for maximum aesthetic effect. But, I'd have to actually do it. I still haven't sewn my winter coat.
But I don't know if I am any good at getting myself to sew lately. I think and talk about sewing more than I actually sew and it's troubling. I prefer surfing the internets, and somehow I convince myself that this is worth doing. Some of it is worth doing, but there's other stuff worth doing at this time. I'm at a crossroads with my sewing persona. I am in a good position to sew. Why don't I? I don't like to think on it. I should just do it, in fact.
Procrastination, I have discovered, is a constant reshuffling of the to-do list in your head, and evaluating what you can "get away with" at this very moment without regard to the long view. We all reshuffle our to-do list, but some of us shuffle harder and faster and more greedily than others. Coupled with a desire to self-soothe, we get procrastination. You lose your ability to see the big picture.
I need to get a better grip on rationalizing what is "a good thing to be doing at this time." I'll say, "well, I was supposed to be doing X, but now I'm doing Y, and Y is important too, so I should keep doing Y!" No, not so.
In the end, you don't live on the internet. You live in real life.
Unrelated, but since chilling with the bike messengers, riding is beginning to be more and more appealing, bad weather be damned. I need to get my bike back and try riding around the city on my own, just to see how it is.
Okay. I am really going to sew tonight. Once I get going, I go.