I studied my new copy of 500 Beaded Objects.
I sorted through some beads and ate another mudpie sundae.
I moped. I'm very good at moping.
When I finish a big project sometimes it's a letdown. Emotionally. My focus has to change and I have to leave that project and move on. And I find myself unsure where I want to move to. There's a kind of pressure there for the next project to be as successful in my mind as the one that I just finished.
The reality of it is that I only do one or two major projects a month. Much of my beading time is spent creating much simpler things.
And I'm feeling moved in the direction of bigger things and I'm a bit scared of that. Of the commitment of that.
I finally did sit down and just make something. Something small. Something without pressure.