You know, when I wrote this question, I really, really thought that my answer would be that I was a Process Stitcher. I love my time spent stitching and how relaxed it makes me feel. There are many things that I do that create this knot in my shoulders and neck, but not stitching. I’m completely at ease.
Still, if I examine the stitching lifespan of anything that I’ve completed, the finished stitching gives me my greatest pleasure. Here’s how I know, because this is what I do.
I stitch it.
I finish it.
I wash it, if possible.
I iron it.
Then it will sit on my ironing board till it’s completely dry, but I keep visiting it over and over. I return to look at it dozens of times and pat myself on the back each and every time. It’s like a magnet that keeps drawing me back to wherever it happens to be sitting and I can’t stop thinking about it.
Then when I actually finish-finish it? Heh. Over the top magnetism. I don’t want to leave the room.
And I’m getting to the point where I have more photos on my computer of my completed stitching than photos of my children. So what does that tell us? That maybe I need grandchildren… and soon? (Oh my – scary thought!)
So that’s my answer ladies and gents. I’m a Project Stitcher.