For example, I love my cross stitch. I started with this...
I am quite enjoying it, but I don't get that many chances. Last night I realised that I had got one of the strands of the mane really, really wrong. I also realised that it was the night that father saw that I was cross stitching and randomly handed me pictures of the Isle of Wight. They were lovely pictures, but I should have been realistic and put away my cross stitch. I was enjoying it, though! And he never even said, 'Do you want to see some pictures?' I just got them handed to me mid stitch. Sigh.
I have never even tried to stitch around bear, who is now at the advanced age of seven and still quite keen on mum's attention being on him. I can live with that. In a few years I will be lucky to get a grunt out of him.
So now I have a badly stitched quarter done cross stitch. It would be extremely difficult to unpick and it would definitely leave a mark on the fabric. The hoarder in me says I should save it, work around it, see what happens. I am finding it less than fun and while it might be worth while saving the pattern for later, I can't see how writing off the £7.50 for the fabric and bit of thread I have used will hurt - and I would be without the clutter. This is important. I have got rid of around 20 kilos of clothing, rags and misc textiles to various places over the last fortnight and there is a good chance I will be able to do the same again by the end of the month. I don't want to keep stuff.
That's the problem with being a hoarder. It is a different way of looking at the world, I swear. I can hear a little voice in my head saying, 'but you could trim the fabric from where the stitching was and use it for bookmarks.'
This is not a bad idea. There are loads of free bookmark patterns around, I have plenty of threads from old projects and it wouldn't be much effort. Except I hardly ever do anything these days except from kits, I don't want to add more stuff on the 'to do' list, and I don't want another dead weight of an 'ought' that I have failed to do to hang around my neck. I 'ought' to avoid waste and use up trimmings, but I end up with a huge pile of stuff that 'might come in useful' and a feeling of failure every time I see them because I haven't used them up. And I don't have that much time to use them up because I am still trying to spend enough time on my writing (epic fail so far this month).
I have just broken off and on my Google calendar I have added a date six months away. I am going to trim down the fabric and keep the chart, throwing away the stuff done in error. If I haven't done the bookmarks in six months I am either donating or throwing away the fabric. That has lead to a great feeling of relief.
I think I'll dig out one of my half done sweaters for when father is around. That is a lot easier to do without too much concentration.