Difficult Things

I started a new quilt the other day.  I intend to make a lap  quilt to sit on my lap in the cold weather.  I have plenty of blankets, but I thought a quilt that I made might make me smile.  I started this quilt on Valentine's Day.  It has a heart in the center.  It will be a while before I finish it.  Maybe by next winter.  Maybe sooner.  I am not in a hurry.  For me it is the process, the doing it that I like.

I have at least two other quilting projects waiting.  They are kits.  I just can't get motivated to do them.  They require a little more fiddling than I usually like.  There is beading involved and applique.  I need to just get them done, but they just don't appeal to me at the moment. I know exactly how they will look when they are finished.  I know exactly what to do step by step.

I considered why this is, that I can't do the kits, but I can wander off into inventing something unknown and different.  I realized that I like to do hard things.  I like to do the difficult, unusual things.  Something from a kit with a predictable outcome doesn't interest me very much.  I am like that with puzzles.  I like to do jigsaw puzzles, but I like to do really hard ones.

I conclude that I enjoy the difficult, the mind challenging things.  I like to create new things, or at least accomplish something that was like climbing a mountain. I like to accomplish something.  I like to imagine and learn.  Sometimes I wish that I wasn't this kind of a person, but I am learning to accept that this is who I am and it is okay.