I thought I’d give you a peek of my sewing table in action—it’s a mess, I know, but I love it anyway. On this particular day, in a little over two hours, I accomplished many things (that’s including the time it took me to undo a few of my (ahem) “accomplishments” and reaccomplish them correctly). I’ve had this pile of clothes that needed hemmed, mended, or what not, and today I got a good way through it all—hurray! I love tangible results. And even though I’m still a newbie with sewing (I almost always have to undo/redo my projects), I really, really love it. I was thinking about why this is, and I still can’t quite put my finger on it. I mean, I know it’s in my genes—I remember sewing pillows with my grandma and watching my mom make my dresses, all of which very fond memories, but the thought of sewing things myself never appealed to me until recently. A lot of thanks must be given to my friend Gale, who very patiently waited for me to thread my sewing machine (I’m sure it took around 30 minutes and she acted as if it was nothing in the world for it to take so long!) and then visited with me, while teaching me step by step how to make a dress for eldest daughter. I think a lot about how her calm, confident instruction helped set the tone for me in how I began sewing on my own and how I continue to do so today. So thank you Gale, and Grandma, and Mom—you’ll be happy to know that I can now thread my machine (top and bottom) in under a minute and I am very accomplished with my seam ripper. =)
