Ducks in a row

Don't you always think you'll be further along?

Hi friend.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what is a reasonable amount of things to achieve in a day. What’s an appropriate amount of information to take in in a day?

A week?

A month?

A year?

Are we a species of biting off more than we can chew, or is this condition conditional?

My 48 hour marathon last week set me back, certainly not in a bad way, just in a need to recover way. I think about all the traveling I did in the past, from city to city, teaching class after class. Speaking for guilds, going to dinners, getting on a plane and doing it again. It’s really no wonder I crashed and burnt so crisply.

Do you ever think about the amount of information we take in in a day? And compare it to when you were in college, or a kid? Is it healthy? I think about our agrarian ancestors and how we might take in more information visually and audibly in a day or a week than they did in a lifetime. Is it better? Is this good?

What’s a good capacity? For the evolution of lovely caveman brains and living in the world today. How much is necessary? Are we constantly being pushed to the outer limits for a noble purpose or just to make some corp more money? Give some entity more power? Sometimes it feels like we’re racing ourselves on a hamster wheel that is actually a closed loop system.

I’ve come to strongly feel that much of it isn’t good, normal, appropriate, or desirable. It’s mostly just a condition of modern life. Another conditional condition. Our attention is being used against us, and usurps our ability to grow in understanding and wisdom.

I really feel more and more we’ve lost the plot, and that life should be raising kids, raising food, reading books, meals with family and friends, children playing together, making things, teasing out the problems of the universe in front of a fire, and always helping those in need where you are, etc.

But like most things, the dose makes the poison. We’ve increased the surplus minimum and decreased, if not eliminated, nay decimated, the things that make life truly beautiful.

These are the things I think about at night, and as I look at my to-do list and miss day long conversations with my sisters, and making things with friends. And 3 hour chats about God with people I’ve known my entire adult life.

And all this is to really say is that I want a good real and beautiful future for Magnolia.

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And I only got 2 of my 4 quilts cut out.

I will say that I took care of a few chores to get ready to start another marathon. A sewing pattern finishing marathon.

I went to the Bernina store in town and got machine oil like a very good girl, ordered new sewing pins (I’m VERRRY particular about my pins), cut two quilts, made an appointment to use the laser cutter, and so on.

Rockhound templates. Available later this year.

I call this clearing the path.

The path is a little clearer.

But I owe a new line of fabric that’s still a little amorphous at the moment, and I have to finish designing projects for the next line that’s already in production that you don’t know about.

It's taking some getting used to. Being in three places at once with the fabric.

1. Love Letter: Current fabric in my hands that need tending to for upcoming release.

2. Secret collection getting shown later this year, getting prepped for the catalog.

3. Future collection trying to come together (1 month late) so I can keep my momentum moving.

It has been a bit of a learning curve working with Moda. Don’t get me wrong… it’s good, and they’re great! It’s just different and a lot. I don’t know that I knew or was ready for the pace we’re running.

I’m catching my breath and catching up. I’ll get it.

We’ll get it.

xoxolizzy

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Do you want to help me?

What do you think my next line of fabric should be? Or do you have any guesses about what’s coming next?

I’m very much open to your ideas! Comment below!