Em's quilt will not be finished, nor will any of the other quilts I have on the go.
I don't enjoy making quilts.
I love the patchwork side of it, cutting and piecing the fabrics, but the actual construction of the quilt I do not enjoy at all. My reason for making the first one was just that I'm not a finisher, I have loads of ideas, enjoy the prospect of so many things but I never see them through to the end. So I thought a quilt would be a great project. And it was, that first quilt, which is still my favourite was great, I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed learning how to do everything, choosing fabrics and taking time over putting everything together.
As time has gone on I haven't taken as much care, I've just wanted to make the blocks, then finish, the attention to detail has gone, so there's no point. When I found myself this morning, sitting on the dining room floor close to tears making the gift for Em I just said enough is enough. I was even slightly cross with Dan for suggesting we send it as a birthday gift and even more cross with myself for agreeing.
I haven't decided what to do with all the fabric and equipment, but I don't need to act just yet. I think I need to deal with how I feel about the wasted time, effort, money and emotion I've put into these projects I'll never finish, but at least I'm not going to waste any more just for the sake of finishing.