What I’m Up To

Through some misguided vote of confidence I’ve been put in charge of planning my extended family’s Christmas gathering this year. So naturally I’ve decided to make it as heinously complex as possible with a progressive dinner! And caroling! And a trivia contest! And Secret Santa gifts! And no football watching, gadget staring or napping whatsoever! We will have old fashioned fun if it kills us.

Also I’m attempting to finish this simple-turned-soul-sucking throw quilt I planned to whip out, oh, nine months ago. I’m so tired of seeing the stack of fabric that I intentionally put right in my way on a crucial corner of the work table. Every day an inner dialog like this:

Oh. There’s that stack of quilt fabric. Again.
(stab of guilt)
I should really finish that because it would be nice to be able to use this end of the table.
And I totally will.
Later.
(Places coffee cup on top of stack)

So even though there are many things I’d love to be making right now, like Liberty tops and French Hen ornaments, I’m forcing myself to work on this stinkety quilt project. Which I’m having to do the hard way now because in my novice quilting fervor I started right away to whack it all apart and sew it together nine months ago to create a random, rectangular pieced throw. No design needed! Sewn randomly together! It’ll be quick! I’m gonna love it!

After staring at it for months and not loving it, I’ve decided I can’t possibly continue with that idea, I simply must make one that looks more like this:

I’m learning through this process that perhaps I’m not cut out to be a habitual quilter. Because cutting squares is BORING. Especially when you have to cut each one individually from your fabric because you are a doofus and have already cut it once and now have to turn it just so in order to squeak two squares out of each piece. GAH. At least with the white fabric I’ve been able to cut several squares at a time.

Another reason I’m not cut out to be a quilter is I freak out over small inaccuracies of cutting and sewing. How do you people make everything come out so neatly matched? I sweat over everything because I know my mistakes are going to snowball as I go along. Which requires tedious pauses to square up each square. It drives me insane.

Wish me luck. I’m plodding on with it, casting longing glances at my felt and shirt patterns.

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