I finished the quilt. Thank goodness. I guess I knew how much work it was going to be, but I don’t know about you- I get these rose colored glasses when it comes to crafting! In all other aspects I tend to be the realist, pessimist, whatever you want to call it. When it comes to craft projects, nothing is too big; no timeframe too unrealistic. And then I get myself into trouble! This time, I made it by the skin of my teeth… well, the second time at least.
This quilt was meant for a baby shower, but due to the addition of our little man, my sewing time was seriously limited by perpetual nursing and bone-crushing fatigue. Kind of makes you want another one, right? Well, now that Finn is one, I had to get it done or else I knew it was going to end up being his graduation from high school present. I guess my thoughts about the project were, in relative order:
1. Why can’t I cut a straight line? Does it really matter that much? Oh… yeah… I guess so. Enter, seam ripper.
2. If I burn my finger one more time on that stupid iron I am going to quit.
3. Why did I want to attempt applique? Do I really have to zig zag around everything?
4. Seriously? That’s how much a free motion or walking foot cost? I’ll just try it my way because that never always works for me.
5. Shoot. Should have put out the cash. Now I am mad and there are puckers. Or something that rhymes with that.
6. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SEW THE SAME PIECE OF FABRIC?!
7. There is no way I am sewing my bias tape on by hand.
What I told my husband when I was finished was to remind me the next time I decided a quilt would be a good idea- it isn’t. Well, not really. I liked designing it, piecing it and giving it away. So the only time I will ever attempt a full quilt again is if I can afford to send it out to have someone else quilt it for me on their fancy machine. Until then, if it is bigger than a placemat, it’s a no go!