fingers and fiddlesticks

I'm not very good at relaxing. . .

can't sit back and just twiddle my thumbs. . . have to be holding a fag and smoking, holding a cup and drinking (not a glass, a cup), reading, drawing, typing, knitting, sewing. . .
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. . .I've almost finished the Kaffe Fassett tapestry (the lobster, below), which, as you may recall, I started in the summer:
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it's at the house, so I only sew for about half an hour a day (inbetween looking after the children and the household chores and duties) - I have another that I want to start next, a cushion comprising detail from one of the Klimt images I love. . .

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. . .and then, the other day, the new catalogue arrived in the mail and I gasped out loud!
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I want THAT kit. . .
the one on the cover. . .
not because I like the auricula - I don't -
because I love the lichen in the background. . .

so, should I indulge myself and buy the kit and sew only the lichen, ignoring the flower but continuing the pattern of the lichen across the whole canvas. . . or should I be restrained and sew the Klimt. . .
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decisions, decisions. . .