Sew Me Strength

Like so many people, I have a bucket list.  Some things on my list are pretty achievable.  Others, however, have a few question marks after them.

Learning to sew is on my list.

I took Home Ec when I was in 8th grade, and I got an F in sewing.  I tried.  I did.  Our assignment was to make a rag doll with clothes.  Before I realized it, I had sewn the head on backwards, and the doll had a huge case of turn toes.  Ever since, I have had an aversion to sewing.

These have been my tools to use in lieu of sewing, and they have worked very well.

But it’s time to learn to sew.  I have visions of pillows, and maybe a patch-y quilt thing when I get better, maybe even sewing a basic curtain..

To encourage me, my parents gave me a sewing machine for Christmas.  I pulled it out of the box, I took my first look at it, and immediately I thought that I need to enroll in Berlitz.  All those stitch choices look like a foreign language to me.

On the top of the machine, I see some arrows.  And I thought to myself “hmm, those arrows must mean in one ear and out the other….???”

I sat there and pondered.

I tried to make sense of it all, knowing I need to watch the instructional DVD that came included with the machine.

I have some big goals.  And a lot of pillows to sew.  And pre-cut suiting fabric swatches ready to be sewn together into a patch-y quilt thing.

Ugh!  Sew Me Strength!!

To be continued……….