I've figured out that by simplifying my life I might in fact be making it harder.
I mean I'm sitting here sewing felt eggs...enough said. Of course, they are felt eggs that have a secret little pouch inside for treasures so....
The intention was to move away from the plastic egg idea into something warmer and potentially more beneficial for mother earth. Something we could use again and again. Something fun and easy. Easy.
Anyone going to step in here? What I may need is an intervention. Someone to pounce on my sewing machine and tell me to "slowly back away from the machine". Alas, that has yet to happen.
And then, to make matters worse I decided on new bags.
This seemingly innocent bag has been time consuming. Yet, I continued. I wanted something smaller to make the smaller gifts and treats seem bigger in the bag, you know. Sitting next to the machine as we speak are three more bags cut out and ready to sew.
Simple right? Next year, it will seem easier/simpler. At least that is what I say now....
So unless someone makes a move here I'm headed back to the studio to finish those other three bags.
Yup...I am...I'm going now....I'm walking...I'm walking...
Well, if you change your mind and have a moment in your day you know where to find me.
I asked a friend of mine recently (A friend that I will NOT tell you is in the process of making the very same felt eggs) whether she ever felt that her life was harder because she was attempting to make it "more simplified"?
Her response was...EVERYDAY.
Anyone else out there?
Haha! Yes, I suppose you could say that. But it's a *good* harder. I hand sewed eggs very similar to that and put some simple embroidery work on the front of them and I really enjoyed making them! And I know they will last us for years to come and perhaps be something I can still use when my grandchildren come to hunt eggs at grandma's on Easter. Can you say that about plastic eggs bought in the store? It's about how we're choosing to spend our time and what we put our value in. You could certainly call it make things harder but I think of it as putting myself into what means something to me.
Posted by: Julie | Monday, April 02, 2012 at 06:30 AM
Oh, and next year (and every after) when others are running out to the stores to buy more eggs all we will have to do is pull ours out an voila! Who's saving time now?!
Posted by: Julie | Monday, April 02, 2012 at 06:32 AM
I hear ya. Always thinking I'm doing things to make life easier. Until my husband finds me in a corner crying saying "this isn't how it was supposed to be". Ha. The hardest thing for me is trying to efficiently run errands with my 21/2 year old. Kill me. Back away sister. Let it go. Maybe next year you'll find the time. Ha.
Posted by: Lauri | Monday, April 02, 2012 at 06:09 PM
Oh man, all the time. I don't think we're hardwired to accept simplicity. What a cute (and reusable) idea for Easter.
Posted by: Phoe | Tuesday, April 03, 2012 at 07:32 AM
Every day!
Posted by: branchhomestead | Wednesday, April 04, 2012 at 06:44 PM