A particularly frustrating week this week. Not only is it the week of our house inspection (and now radon testing), but it seems as though on the rare occasions when I have time to actually sew, it hasn’t gone the way I’d hoped. The Sunshine & Shadows quilt top: putting it together, halfway through I realized I should have used another arrangement, which meant taking out every. single. seam. My all-Lisette wardrobe for Quilt Market: halfway through the bodice, I realized that the combination of the sleeve design and my fabric selection (the lovely lilac plaid, above) made for a dress that leaned a little too close to the prairie, and that I’d need to swap out the sleeves. Rip, rip, rip.
Anyone who thinks that sewing isn’t much like art therapy, where what you’re feeling comes out no matter whether you want it to or not, hasn’t tried sewing large-scale projects while going through the stress and upheaval of trying to sell their first home (or a zillion other kinds of emotional upheaval, both positive and negative). I like that I can see my anxiety reflected in front of me, because it forces me to be more honest with myself about it, and take deep breaths, and have faith that all will be well.
Seam rippers are great for making you take deeeeep breaths.
Hoping your weekend–and mine!–is filled with deep breathing and total certainty that all will be well.