Monday, May 02, 2016
Room to Sew
I pile things on my sewing machine, anything that needs a temporary place where no one will mess with it. Because no one touches the stuff on my sewing table. Unless Teenage Daughter wants to sew a dress and use my machine instead of hers and than all bets are off and I'll never see anything again.
I'd hoped to have some blocks to show you this morning, but first I had to clear off everything that was piled on and around my sewing machine, safely waiting for me to deal with it. I can't tell you what the last thing I sewed was. (Actually, I looked back at my blog posts and it was the apron pockets I did in early March. A few weeks before that, I worked on a zipper bag which I still haven't finished. I don't want to look back any further, because it will just get depressing.)
April was a bad month. I lost a couple of days to a whopper of a headache that I couldn't fix because migraine pills only work on migraines and I can't take ibuprofen more than once or twice a month and Tylenol doesn't do much good, then got absolutely flattened by the chest cold that my husband brought home from work, then had to. The blood thinners are keeping me from clotting, but wreaking havoc with my quality of life. I've been to two different doctors and had unpleasant tests and hope there's a solution that will make this better.
Yesterday I cleared off everything that didn't belong on my sewing machine table, wound a couple of bobbins in anticipation of those blocks I really do plan to piece soon, cut more squares of linen for the anatomy quilt, and zig-zagged around the edges because that linen frays like you wouldn't believe.
Zig-zagging around the edges is pretty close to actual sewing, right?
This post is linked to Patchwork Times.