Last day for this...
http://www.deardiary.org/yetzirah/2013/12/10/to-every-dilemmathere-is-a-solution/
Till midnight. :-)
Today I learned a few things…
I decided to sew up a jumper (for those of you down under and across the pond, I'm talking about a sleeveless dress that you wear a blouse under) that I had cut out a few months ago. It had been sitting on my sewing table mocking me too long.
So I set to. It is the simplest jumper imaginable, but I had a few struggles with my sewing machine, my iron, the ironing board… just little things that kept going wrong. I persevered however, and finished the dress. Then I tried it on to see how much hem I wanted. I discovered that as often happens to people with short torsos, the shoulders were a little too long. If I pinched them up another seam allowance, the dress just fit better.
It wasn't a drastic problem. Most likely I would be the only one to notice. I grumbled to myself. Took it off, hemmed it and put it in the closet.
Where it proceeded to whine. Louder and louder.
I tried to ignore it. I even went outside and hauled four wheelbarrows of wood up to the shed.
When I came back in the house, the jumper was still making noises in the closet.
So.
I took it out and ripped out the shoulder seams AND the lining…. rats!. And shortened them up.
I went all Zen.
I would show you a picture of it, but I'm wearing it. And I'm not taking it off until I go to bed. I HATE changing clothes, and I have had this thing on and off four times already!
However.
It was the right thing to do. It looks so much better, feels better, and I have the satisfaction of knowing I did the right thing.
Now I am eyeballing a knitting project that I'm working on. I just realized that I have cast on the wrong number of stitches.
Say hello and goodbye to the pink thing….
This must be my day of the "do over".
Not sure what it means. But I'm about to rip it all out and start over.
Sometimes, the creative process bites you back.
Today was one of those days.
But I'm not a flibbertigibbet kind of crafter.
I'm slow. And stubborn. And tenacious.
I need a bandaid.
But I'm going to keep going forward…
right after I rip out the pink thing. :-)