Am I lazy? Do I have a personality flaw? Am I bored? No, no and big no. But I am stalled out. Stalled out by what you ask?
I am not sure what project to work on. I have so many things to finish and they are all yelling, “Pick me! Pick me!” My indecision is a bummer. I have this feeling that I won’t make the right decision. And that is why I am frozen in place, seized up, stalled by perfectionism–sounds like I am a car rather than a quilter doesn’t it?
So for now, I’m not going to whine. I think I need to pick up the closest project at hand and work on it for five minutes. I am willing to bet the quilting vitamins, hormones or mojo will kick in. I can hardly wait.