Alright. A lot glad.
While it's been great making the things I've been lacking around the house, I don't get all worked up over sewn kitchen items. Maybe I haven't found the right pattern.
This week the book had me sew a Set the Table Runner.
I made a strange fabric choice again.
To be fair it was the only heavy weight cotton in the house.
The runner is being modeled by the car. Unironed.
Because my table (where I also usually iron) is a disaster zone right now.
I'm so on top of it this week, folks.
Here's my patented stick-my-hand-in-the-pocket-to-prove-its-a-pocket shot.
It's a quick post this week.
Because my studio room has gotten out-of-flippin-control and when I sit in there to work on things I feel like there's going to be an avalanche.
Or I step on something.
This is the good corner.
There's the fleece that the cats tried to build a fort out of.
And the jeans the Mister wants me to patch.
Oh..and the scraps of fabric from the commission quilt that for some reason I put in a plastic bag in case someone wanted them.
Yeah. No. The trashman wants them.
That shelf system is the "random crafts beside sewing I'm going to try and make time for"
It's....had no progress.
That red square in the corner is the quilt that's two squares short. Yes it's on stabilizer. Yes I will explain why when I finish it.
I really don't even want to show you my desk/sewing table right now.
I have to clean up before I can sew anything else. Because sewing while glancing around suspiciously at the army of supplies you think is going to attack you...well, it's just not fun.