I have to remind myself frequently that Pinterest isn't magic. I feel a huge sense of accomplishment when I pin something to a board before I realize that I haven't, in fact, done anything beyond clicking a button. Then the guilt sets in as I realize I'm not likely to complete even 10% of the projects I've pinned. Plus, to me un-started projects are clutter and I can't stand that, even if it's virtual online clutter.
After a rapid succession of flops, I'm taking a short Pinterest break. The flashcards I made for Little Girl's room were straight out of my own head, thereby proving I don't need Pinterest to inspire me.
I might make my way back eventually. For now, though, I'm going to focus on projects like cleaning my house that have a tried and true outcome.
Edited to add: I just realized that ironically, I'm standing next to a quilt hand sewn by my great-grandmother in the early part of the 1900's. Proof that sewing does run in the family, immune though I may be.
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