Why do I insist on starting something new when I'm tired at the end of the day? I wanted to start a birthday card design after I got home from Jazzercise. I found a little piece of fabric that was left over from a large design that I completed years ago. That was in the days before Internet shopping and ready availability of different fabrics. It was hard to find anything but white and off-white and I never thought of dyeing my own. This was a piece of 18 ct evenweave that I stitched over-one in a light brown color. Might be Wichelt Davos. It feels like cotton and is kind of heavy like Monaco.
So after stitching for a while with my eyes getting heavier and heavier, I realized that
a) I hated stitching on this fabric
b) The fabric did not provide enough contrast with the thread colors
and finally, c) I skipped a letter in the wording (Chocholic instead of Chocoholic).
I'll start over with new fabric. We all have such limited time for stitching that it seems such a shame when you have to drop back 5 yards and punt!