Well...not really but it certainly feels that way sometimes. I pulled out another pattern to work on from the newly discovered pit that is my mother's art supply room. It's a staggering 26 colors and the simple task of sorting the thread became a huge mess. I need to invest in one of those real color lamps you see which show the pure color of something. Because honestly? I cannot tell the difference between khaki and light khaki to save my life. I'm sure had anyone stumbled upon me they would have been in stitches seeing me leaning into the window covered with different colored thread mumbling to myself, "now is this one sand or this one?" ugh...However I'm already making progress, and hopefully will get done with the main part by the end of the summer, knowing me however it'll take much longer than that.