Regret

Have you ever involved yourself in something you thought was going to be great, only to find out, when it really was too late, that it was a much bigger thing than you anticipated?

Anyone who knows me knows that I do this on a fairly regular basis, on one level or another. (as one of my friends reminded me this morning) It generally involves craft projects, new recipes, or quilts. . . Sometimes they are projects on a larger scale.

Unfortunately, I'm deep in the middle of one of these situations right now, and I am SO regretting the decision I made to be involved in the first place. The following thoughts swirled around in my head last night as I stayed awake in a highly aggitated state for most of the night:

"WHAT WAS I THINKING?"

"No amount of money is worth what this is doing to me. . ."

"Is there any way out now?"

"WHY is this so hard?!"

"am I really THIS bad at this?"

etc. . .

Mostly, I've learned that there are certain, already stressful, projects you (or at least I) should never take on whilst pregnant. Never Ever EVER again.

Someone better hold me to that. . . in case pregnancy amnesia applies to this too.