Hello My Loves,
Okay, well, I've finally figured this out. I have this enormous pile of completed collages in my closet, three of each, Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day, Hanukkah, one about Mom's and Granny's dresses, a Burning Man one, and the fashion show, other assorted themes, and now I'm working on Easter. I've even got Shamrocks tucked in there somewhere. I have at least fifteen now.
With over a hundred and fifty card packets to make, to have these color copied on card stock, collated, cut, and punched, it would cost me over seven hundred dollars, at the cheapest of print shops, and that's not including the envelopes, stamps, or yarn ribbons. Then there's the time it would take to assemble them, tie their ribbons through the holes, and hand write notes on the backs of each of them. It just seems ridiculous to me to do this, ridiculous, daunting, impossible. I hate to give up on a goal, and I don't break promises to people, it just isn't in my box of okay things to do. I hate to let people down, even if they don't remember that I'm letting them down, even if they don't care. But at the same time it seems pretty silly to keep stressing out over sending Christmas cards to people in April.
I don't know why this was so much harder for me this year than it ever was before, maybe I'm crazier, maybe life has been a bit harder, I'm not sure. But what I do know is that I can't take the stress of this any more, totally self imposed, and self manufactured though it may be. I can't stand owing all of the many kind people who sent cards to me, an exchange, because that's what I promised I would do. So, here's the plan, I'm leaving for Hawaii on Sunday, even though I had planned on, and had hoped to get all of this done before then, I'm just going to have to chuck the whole collage idea, maybe save them for next year, make a calendar, or send some of them out after I get back, but in the meantime, you're all going to get postcards from Hawaii. This means all I have to do, is copy all of your addresses down from the backs of the envelopes, buy a hundred or more postcards at about a dollar a piece, spend my free time writing quick notes and addressing all of them, and then I'll send them off. Yup, that's the plan. Sheesh.