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protection, or lack thereof

I really, really, really, really, really want to have this quilt finished by Christmas. I spent five hours quilting yesterday, and while there is now a light at the end of the tunnel, there is also several layers of skin peeling away from my thumb. Both Bobby and my Mom would say, "Use a thimble." but I hate thimbles. They slow you down, you can't feel the needle when it comes through the material so you're not sure whether or not you're truly grabbing all three layers in the stitch, it makes me feel clumsy, and did I mention that is slows me down?

I'll probably pull it out today (maybe), but only if I absolutely have to.

Sometimes I think that's my attitude toward other things in life as well. Exercise, good eating habits, devotions...yeah, those things are helpful, but they slow me down. What is it about our nature that causes us to resist the things that protect us so much? I like to think that as I've changed from childhood to adulthood and bedtime went from something horrible to something good, that the other things in my life will eventually fall in line as well.

Meanwhile, I keep going...one stitch and one day at a time.
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sara said…
I hate thimbles too....and I am always taking the easy way that usually causes pain in the end. Good analogy!
December 10, 2009 at 8:15 AM
Lydia said…
Yep- I'm a thimble hater too:) Just like I hate socks- don't like my digits covered:) ANYWAY- if you want a good Royal Icing "glue" recipe- I've got one. Our houses will last a year if I let them:)
December 11, 2009 at 10:38 AM
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