I haven’t sewn much in the past few months because I have been really busy with working on getting my fitness from zero to normal (for the record, it’s going really well – I’ve noticed *huge* improvements in my fitness and recovery time). I’ve hit that magic point where I want to keep working out, but I really miss having time to sew, stitch, read and do other fun things. So, after having a nice conversation with a co-worker (who I recently made some pillows for) and with her encouragement, I decided to alter my fitness plans to give myself more time for fun stuff. To kick start things, I decided to take a weekend off and do nothing but sewing projects. This past weekend I:
- Fixed my “quilt” wall: I have a flannel sheet hanging from 3M removable hooks on one wall. I pin sewing things to it. It was too big for the wall, so I finally got around to re-sizing it and adding hooks to the bottom so that it doesn’t blow around in the summer when I have windows open and my fan on. It was a small thing, but I’m glad to finally have it done.
- Re-sorted and re-prioritized a bunch of pending projects.
- Put away most of the fabric and such that I’ve had lying around for the past few weeks.
- Sewed this and this together to make a fun calendar towel for the kitchen (see below).
- Started working on making two bunny softies from the book 1,2,3 Sew: a pink and green one for a co-worker’s toddler and a blue and purple one for my wee niece. (I’ll do a separate post when they are done).
- Pulled out a few
mini charm packscandy squares (2.5 in x 2.5 in) of Moda’s Comma, fabric collection I bought recently (on a whim, which I almost regretted, but the quilt top is awesome) and played with quilt top ideas. In the end, I made a neat “+” quilt top (see below). I need more black fabric to do a bit of a border around what I have and then I need to decide what to do for the back. But, hey, the top’s mostly done.
- Worked a bit on my Edward Gorey stitch-along piece (which probably won’t be finished until next weekend).
I also read a lot: I became disgusted with one book about a quarter of the way through it, stayed up late engrossed in another, and shock my head at the amusing ridiculousness of another. It was a good weekend.