Since I have began sewing and quilting, I have come to learn a few things.
- I have more patience than I realized.
It does not matter how many times I sew and rip seams and sew and rip seams, I keep my cool and continue on. …except for that one time….
- I can’t draw…er, sew…a straight line.
Even when I use a guide line, my “straight” lines somehow are still a little wonky. And you know what? It’s ok. My goal is not perfection, it is completion. Because sometimes, completing a project is the hardest part.
- Basting a quilt should be considered cardio.
I have learned that you should always have too much backing fabric because “just enough” makes for a lot of work. I spent entirely too much time wrestling with the fabric for a large lap quilt on my living room floor. It was a workout, for sure!
- Machine quilting should be considered “arm day”.
Due to the nature of my last large project, I only used straight (ok…sometimes wonky) stitches. Feeding such a large piece through my machine, while keeping the excess on top of my small work space, to keep it from pulling, was a workout in itself. My arm muscles were feeling the burn!
- It should also be considered therapy.
There is something about mindlessly sewing rows and rows of straight (well…you know…) stitches that is very relaxing and freeing. In those moments, I could let go of worries, expectations, and daily responsibilities.