Resisting the Siren Song

You'd think the last thing I'd want to do right now is sew.

But it's what is tempting me and calling me away from all those things that got behind and neglected while we got ready for the Easter service.

Tomorrow will be my first 'no pressure, no excursions' day in absolute ages, and I need to spend it scrubbing and sorting and folding and organizing and throwing away and disinfecting. *Pout*. What I *want* to spend it doing is tracing and cutting and dreaming and maybe even actually running the machines a bit.

Anyone with me on this?

I'm looking at the SWAPs as they're coming in to land and, oh, my, what inspiration!

And I'm looking at some fabric I pulled and put on the cutting table a lifetime ago...what inspiration!!

And I'm looking at the muslin for my FSG 1945 jacket...the one I did last fall that is still awaiting its transfer to the pattern and the first real jacket...what inspiration!!!

And the cut out, fused, ready-to-sew tweed jacket has been calling to me even longer...and that's past inspiration onto frustration ;).

Focus, Lisa, focus. DH will be camping with Royal Rangers this weekend; that's prime sewing time.

I promise myself I'll sew SOMETHING semi-frivolous over the weekend...(i.e., something not needed for church at all).