Two weeks have passed and nothing….no sewing. In fact, at the moment I have even seemed to lose the incentive. I know it will come back eventually, and I am still thinking of things I want to make, perhaps even more so than usual as I am looking at my wardrobe and saying, "I need this" or "I really like that but it would be perfect if it was just X, Y, or Z". So I know will sew again.
The sewing room just sits and waits:
The bias slip was cut out on Monday and that was after the pattern sat on the cutting table for a week. Now it is draping over the cutting table and the ironing board, rendering each one useless for other projects, and I still feel little incentive.
I had planned to make the slip to wear with the maroon skirt to dinner tonight for our 22nd anniversary. But it didn't happen.
I did have the foresight to try on the maroon skirt on Friday, which proved to be a good thing as I needed to take it up again. So much for all that effort in June. The skirt just sat on the cutting table waiting for me to make a slip and now I need to alter it again. This time I remembered to put a lining in the skirt, even though I had to cut a new one, construct it, and attach it as I had long since ditched the original lining.
Actually I had thought that I could use one of the bemberg slips that I had used to make the slip pattern. I have a couple of those commercial slips and I don't wear one of them often. Since it was all finished I thought I could just sew it in at the waistband instead of making a new lining. No go. The slip was considerably too big, which means that the slip-draft sitting on my cutting board is also going to be too big. Bummer.
Still, I did manage to get the skirt into a wearable state, with lining, and get to the NYS Sheep and Wool festival today, so I really have no reason to complain. Why do I keep getting myself into corners like this and finishing projects at the last minute?
And this all points to at least part of why sewing is not at the top of my wish list right now. I am determined to knock off a few more pounds, and even at 1 or 2 pounds a week, it makes a difference. My sewing time is limited enough that by the time I finish anything it is not likely to fit, so why bother. It is not that I am rich — I am not — but I would rather spend money on basic things to get me through than spend my precious time, and at this point the time is the far more treasured commodity.
At the moment dressing is an exercise in frustration. The jeans that fit perfectly last month are not so great now. I should have realized when I put them on this morning that if they were loose right out of the washing machine they were going to be downright baggy after a few hours. An outfit I loved two weeks ago seems hopeless today. At the same time a sweater-set that seemed dowdy and outdated in August looks fabulous today and was just pulled out of the donation bag. So there is good and there is bad and I just don't want to waste my time, not that there is that much of it right now. For the moment though, that time seems better spent reading, or exercising and dreaming of the things I am going to make when I reach my goals.
Where it will end up, who knows? But by then I will have a list of projects at the ready.
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I totally understand and know exactly what you are going through. It is just seems like a total waste of time to sew, knowing that you will either out grow or shrink out of something.
I totally understand and know exactly what you are going through. It is just seems like a total waste of time to sew, knowing that you will either out grow or shrink out of something.
I feel your pain. Seems like everything I make is too large. Maybe I’m afraid to go smaller, but I have so many items that just hang on me. I hate that. Add to that the total stone wall I’ve hit with my Burda pants and I haven’t sewn a stitch in weeks. I’m out of thread and patience with the darned things. And all my “next in line” projects are also in brown. Maybe I’ll hit Hancock’s tonight and get some inspiration. Or at least thread. I kind of have an obsession against UFO’s, so I feel like I can’t move on until these are done.
I feel your pain. Seems like everything I make is too large. Maybe I’m afraid to go smaller, but I have so many items that just hang on me. I hate that. Add to that the total stone wall I’ve hit with my Burda pants and I haven’t sewn a stitch in weeks. I’m out of thread and patience with the darned things. And all my “next in line” projects are also in brown. Maybe I’ll hit Hancock’s tonight and get some inspiration. Or at least thread. I kind of have an obsession against UFO’s, so I feel like I can’t move on until these are done.
Sometimes the creative land needs lie fallow. Enjoy your time of non-sewing as I am sure it won’t last long.
I have a new skirt that seemed a little too big. I thought it was still wearable. After one day of wearing it–it has stretched to the point I need to take it in to be altered.
Sometimes the creative land needs lie fallow. Enjoy your time of non-sewing as I am sure it won’t last long.
I have a new skirt that seemed a little too big. I thought it was still wearable. After one day of wearing it–it has stretched to the point I need to take it in to be altered.
Hi Mardel! you’re losing weight? what’s your secret? give! give! My beautiful cancer weight loss plan stalled out at exactly 5 pounds and now I have to get serious . . . I’m having trouble sewing, and blogging right now as well . . . again, I missed you in July in SF.
Hi Mardel! you’re losing weight? what’s your secret? give! give! My beautiful cancer weight loss plan stalled out at exactly 5 pounds and now I have to get serious . . . I’m having trouble sewing, and blogging right now as well . . . again, I missed you in July in SF.
SO many years ago, when I sewed regularly, I felt such joy in making a beautiful shirt for my husband. Now I find the simplest project daunting. Partly it’s that my skills have lain fallow for decades, but mostly it’s dread of the 4/5 finished project not working out, as you’ve described. So I default to pret-a-porter. And the wardrobe? I have decided that the day it’s no longer right, it never will be again.
Maybe 1-2 things end up at Good will that I regret, but mostly I cannot recall what went out.
SO many years ago, when I sewed regularly, I felt such joy in making a beautiful shirt for my husband. Now I find the simplest project daunting. Partly it’s that my skills have lain fallow for decades, but mostly it’s dread of the 4/5 finished project not working out, as you’ve described. So I default to pret-a-porter. And the wardrobe? I have decided that the day it’s no longer right, it never will be again.
Maybe 1-2 things end up at Good will that I regret, but mostly I cannot recall what went out.
No sewing is one thing; no blogging is another!;-) Miss you!:-)
No sewing is one thing; no blogging is another!;-) Miss you!:-)
Shifting gears can help: don’t sew clothing for yourself, try something crafty or gifty instead. I especially suggest trying a fun new tote bag or something like that. And we all can use a new bag, right?
Shifting gears can help: don’t sew clothing for yourself, try something crafty or gifty instead. I especially suggest trying a fun new tote bag or something like that. And we all can use a new bag, right?