via http://ift.tt/2ytIivu:sugarspiceandcursewords replied to your post “Ugh. People think I’m better at sewing than I am. I have the basic…”
If it helps a minuscule amount, when you can work a project to completion without difficulty, it doesn’t actually result in lasting satisfaction. At least not for me. I still have an unending backlog of projects I feel compelled to complete – I just end up adding more to the queue. If they were useful items, that would be one thing (and occasionally they are), but yesterday I made crochet sushi. Because I HAD to use up that shitty yarn.
I mean. Sometimes I do finish projects too. But I feel like having a few successes in the face of the unrelenting Pile Of Ineffectiveness is really bolstering. Also crochet sushi sounds cool, so. I’m just sick of being paralyzed!
Relatedly, though, I do need to do better at organizing, because I have a number of completed projects that just now live in the bags I carried them in while they were in progress. Mended clothes I need to give back to their owners, painstakingly-embroidered things I worked on for years, components that were intended to be parts of larger projects– all languishing in plastic bags inside other plastic bags in God-knows-where among my belongings, ugh.
heartofoshun reblogged your post and added:
I know tons of people who can do that! And I really hate them at times! Yep! I can work like crazy once I am in the zone–but there are plenty of times when the zone is absolutely unreachable. Someone would have to put a gun to my head.
I HATE THEM ALL TOO <3 Honestly if someone put a gun to my head I think I’d be even less productive?? Sigh.
lieutenantbae replied to your post “Ugh. People think I’m better at sewing than I am. I have the basic…”
Holy shit I googled executive dysfunction after reading this because it was so damn relatable. I didn’t know there was a term for what I feel. I never finish ANYTHING, and I have all sort of crafting mediums, and so many half finished projects sitting around. I wish I had some sort of consolation, but I’m here in solidarity with you!
Well. May you have better luck figuring out what the fuck to do about it than me, at least. Maybe there’s hope for you.

If it helps a minuscule amount, when you can work a project to completion without difficulty, it doesn’t actually result in lasting satisfaction. At least not for me. I still have an unending backlog of projects I feel compelled to complete – I just end up adding more to the queue. If they were useful items, that would be one thing (and occasionally they are), but yesterday I made crochet sushi. Because I HAD to use up that shitty yarn.
I mean. Sometimes I do finish projects too. But I feel like having a few successes in the face of the unrelenting Pile Of Ineffectiveness is really bolstering. Also crochet sushi sounds cool, so. I’m just sick of being paralyzed!
Relatedly, though, I do need to do better at organizing, because I have a number of completed projects that just now live in the bags I carried them in while they were in progress. Mended clothes I need to give back to their owners, painstakingly-embroidered things I worked on for years, components that were intended to be parts of larger projects– all languishing in plastic bags inside other plastic bags in God-knows-where among my belongings, ugh.
heartofoshun reblogged your post and added:
I know tons of people who can do that! And I really hate them at times! Yep! I can work like crazy once I am in the zone–but there are plenty of times when the zone is absolutely unreachable. Someone would have to put a gun to my head.
I HATE THEM ALL TOO <3 Honestly if someone put a gun to my head I think I’d be even less productive?? Sigh.
lieutenantbae replied to your post “Ugh. People think I’m better at sewing than I am. I have the basic…”
Holy shit I googled executive dysfunction after reading this because it was so damn relatable. I didn’t know there was a term for what I feel. I never finish ANYTHING, and I have all sort of crafting mediums, and so many half finished projects sitting around. I wish I had some sort of consolation, but I’m here in solidarity with you!
Well. May you have better luck figuring out what the fuck to do about it than me, at least. Maybe there’s hope for you.
