It Is Done!

Just call me Martha Stewart. Or something like that. I actually sewed something. For reals. I know, it was months ago that I posted about figuring out how to thread my machine. Baby steps right? I finally took the leap, and actually made something. A quilt. A rag quilt. Probably the easiest kind of quilt to make. See? There is a method to my madness.

First I went to my friend Lisa for some starter tips. Thanks to her I had the courage to move forward. Then I went to the fabric store, with my kids. This was a momentous occasion. I am scarred from memories of fabric stores when I was little. Now I'm doing it to my kids. The circle of cruelty continues. Anyway, let's just say that I felt a little out of place in the fabric store. So did not know what I was doing. But I pretended.

I thought cutting the fabric out would be easy. Well, for most people it probably is. Not for me. I have issues, I know. Then I made my square sandwiches (as I like to call them). It took me one full hour to sew my first diagonal line. In spite of Lisa's best efforts to teach me, I for the life of me couldn't figure it out again. Once I got that first line done things moved a lot faster.

So now it's done. My first ever sewing project. I for reals have never sewed anything in my life. I think my mom just figured I was a lost cause. I am. The quilt is for Kate and Sage. No way am I going to give away my first quilt. Don't look at it too closely. The corners are so not lined up. How in the world do you do that anyway? There are too many mistakes in it to count. But there was no way I was going to undo that much sewing. Kate and Sage think its great.

Will there be other projects? I believe so. I really enjoyed making something all on my own. The frustration came in not knowing what I was doing and not being able to make it look the way I wanted. Hopefully this will come eventually. Years probably.

There were so many times I wished my mom was around to help. I'm quite sure she got a good laugh. I'm also sure she shook her head in amazement that I was actually sewing (I use the term loosely). Miracles do happen!