Hello again! Can't believe it's already September!
Unfortunately, my stitching has slowed way down as I'm getting the house ready for a new roommate (my Aunt) and preparing for an eventual move. When I can, I've been slogging along on Scale, though progress is very slow, especially considering there's only one color I've been stitching. But I'll get there eventually (or at least I keep telling myself that):
In the mornings, I've been stitching on one of my Olympic Challenge starts. This one will be a gift for a friend, as her birthday is next month. This is He Holds Tomorrow by My Big Toe Designs:
I also managed a finish this month, my first of the year. I've already shown these off in a previous post, but here are my Tigers, all done!
This month, our topic is: Tell us a story about the journey you took through one of your completed pieces.
I guess I will talk a bit about my Tigers. This kit was given to me by my mother for my 18th birthday, back in 1998. At the time, this was the biggest chart I owned, and I knew it would take a long time, but I never thought it would be half a lifetime. :)
In '98, I was a senior in high school, and about to make the transition to college. I started this in May, and had a very short time with it before packing everything away and leaving for school. I remember starting with Mama tiger's stomach, in the center, then worked my way left. I had only just started her legs when I put her away.
I had every good intention of continuing once I got settled, but you know how college is. Lots to adapt to. So it was almost a year before I picked it up again. It was actually during a very stressful time, and I thought, "Isn't there something I could do to help me relax?" And I thought of my Tigers. There was a certain afternoon that is very vivid in my memory, when my roommate was gone, and even though I could have been studying, I chose to spend a couple hours stitching. It was the best thing I could have done. Afterward, I was so relaxed and refreshed, I promised myself not to neglect my stitching in the future. (Though of course, I did.)
Over the next two years, I gradually made my way to the left, finally finishing the lone leaf at the edge. That was a triumph! But making my way to the right was not so easy. Lots more confetti at this end. I was still working on the third baby tiger in the early 2000s, but I wasn't feeling the love. When I finally made it to the leaves, I was so tired of it, I felt I just had to put it down. So I did. For years. And years.
Last year, my mother asked me, whatever happened to my Tigers? It was a coincidence that I was thinking I needed to pick them up again, so I took it as a sign and made it my goal to finish this in 2016. And I've succeeded! Couldn't be happier with the results. Now, I just need to get it framed. :)
That's all for now. Happy stitching everyone!