My seams aren’t straight and I am hoping that practice and attention to detail will fix that in the future. I’m not patient, I’m not a perfectionist, and my lazy self will call those un-straight seams “originalities” instead of “imperfections.”
There’s something therapeutic about the creative process (although sewing pieces of fabric may not qualify as the creative process!). We have had a rough couple of months at my house and the ability to put all worries aside and focus on my project feels wonderful and cathartic. Kinda like how I think he feels right now:
My sweet Schnauzer Odie, 14 years old, dirty jacket and all. I hate to take it off him long enough to wash it because he shivers a lot thanks to the chilly weather and his old bones. I wish they gave awards for sleeping because he’d get a blue ribbon every time
So while he naps I am going to get back to the machine and the work at hand. I can’t wait to see it once I get all the strips sewn together!!!