One of those days when no matter how hard you try, you make a mess of anything you touch. I've had two in a row. The seam ripper has been well used. Thanks for all your hard work Mister Seam Ripper, you can take the rest of the week off, by the way.
Out of nowhere yesterday morning, a bee flew into my bonnet and nothing else could be done until I made a wallet. I have a purse nearly finished, (part of a feeble attempt to actually put something in my etsy shop) and I wanted to make a matching wallet. With a new design in mind but no actual plan I took scissors to fabric. No plan + multiple step project = much seam ripping and redoing. Multiple step project involving way too much binding results in one crazy Autum by 10 pm. More crazy than usual. To add insult to injury, when I started fresh this morning, it was just a continuation of the bumbling, only I started this day with very sore fingers from hand stitching binding, sloppily, and re-hand stitching binding. I know, use a thimble. I wish I had thought of that sooner. Hand stitching isn't my thing, or it wasn't my thing. I'm much better at it now than I was two days ago. Anyhoo- I could be bitter at the two wasted days, but I'm not. I got a new wallet and purse organizer out of it. They won't make the cut to sell, but I don't mind scooping up a reject, especially when it just so happens to match my purse. It wasn't intentional I promise. I just seem to be stuck in an aqua rut.
Please don't think I'm fishing for comments about how I'm too hard on myself or that it's a pretty wallet. I think it's a pretty wallet and I'd be quite pleased if it weren't for a few glaring details. First let me point out the seams, not one but two in the binding, right front and center, like flashing neon signs. Couldn't I have positioned them a little less conspicuously? Next time I will. Lesson learned. Also notice (how could you not?) the fact that the binding is hand stitched. On the outside. It should have been machine stitched to the front and hand stitched on the other side, correct? Well, both sides are hand stitched. Was I punishing myself for all the previous mistakes? No, my only excuse for that is by nine last night, I was delirious. I know it seems I'm making much ado about nothing, but for every mistake I'm pointing out, there were three that I'm not mentioning. The most surprising mess-up is not pictured, it's inside, where most of my problems occurred. This particular mistake was discovered when I unzipped the zipper to peek inside my cute little pocket- only to see the wrong side of the pocket lining fabric looking at me. I should have discovered this the first time I unzipped the zipper to peek in. The time I peeked in just before putting on the binding at the end of my zippered pocket and right after cutting off the zipper stop. Yea, those things don't go back on. I had to undo and redo more than a couple of steps to fix that little uh-oh.*
This morning I went about finishing up my factory-second wallet and proceeded to make a matching cell phone cozy. Matching, in that it also had it's share of oopses, and to complete the set a purse organizer. One of the mistakes with the organizer involved headless birds. Not at all what I had envisioned. My purse is the land of misfit accessories, but it's never been so organized.
See, I can make lemonade when my sewing machine hands me lemons.
I will be making the wallet again, only this time the execution of my vision, will involve a detailed plan. I have it written down, with numbers and everything.
Not sure how you spell uh-oh, I google searched it. Apparently it has an alternate meaning. I didn't investigate what it's a synonym for besides oops, but I don't think it's G rated.