Last night started out with a great idea. I mean, a great idea. I was dreaming all day about sitting behind my sewing machine and finally doing the finish work on a needlebook I've been putting off for, oh....aroundabout a year now. Yep. A full year. Whatever. Don't judge.
I came home from work, inhaled dinner, then ran upstairs to gather my sewing accoutrement (such a great word) and get to work.
But, I encountered a problem.
The cross stitch piece I needed to make the needlebook was nowhere to be found.
Nowhere. I tore apart my sewing room looking for it. Nowhere. Went up to the third floor to my project table, thinking it somehow ended up staying behind when I brought all my unfinished pieces down to my sewing room. Nothing. Went into my den where I do all my stitching (which, incidentally, looks like a thread bomb exploded in there. seriously. i have no idea how all that damn thread ended up all over the place, but it's a gd mess in there. ok. rant over.), thinking I hid it in my table (the coffee table slides open, and i hide all my random stitching stuff in there...). Nope. Nothing. Went back upstairs to rip through my sewing room again. Nothing.
Now. I know what you're all thinking. Jack...seriously....it has to be there.
Yah. I know. I just don't know where "there" is. I found a really, really safe place for it, apparently. So safe, that now I can't find it.
Enter: Annoyed Jack. So annoyed, but still determined to bond with her sewing machine, she found another project to finish.
A word to the wise: don't sew when you're annoyed. Just...don't. You end up sewing sh-- upside down and backwards, and your seam ripper becomes your best friend for the night.
ugh.
Good news, though, peeps.
It all worked out.
Lizzie Kate. Gotta love her words of wisdom.
I used a strip of a Moda jelly roll that I have leftover from this pillow project I did a while back (which may not be available anymore, for which i apologize in advance if you search & search & can't find it...), and with the brown/yellow/pink theme, I thought it fit well with the stitched piece on front.
I stuffed it, but still have to close off the bottom, which is why the seam looks all bunched.
Whatever. It was a long night with the seam ripper and pink thread. You're over it.
Crazy part of all this? Simply by using my left brain all night, I felt better about the day in general. Now, today's a different story, but I'll worry about that as the day drags on...
Much love ~~~
