Friday I made a pieced pillow. I did the math. I sketched it out, it looked fine. So I cut and sewed. And it was a total fail. I have no idea why it didn't translate. But it didn't. And no, I'm no being overly critical. It was just bad.
So I was sulking in my sewing room and decided I couldn't go to bed mad at fabric so I decided I needed something quick and get me out of it. I had picked up a few solid charm packs a couple years ago for something and have been scavenging them since. I had some one inch white strips pre cut from another project that didn't need as many as I cut. So I figured I'd smoosh them together.
I manage to get the strips done before bed an wasn't mad at my sewing room. When I got home from work Saturday afternoon, I set up on the deck for the first "spring" day in ontario. Grabbed the beer and finished it.
And I love it. And it told me where it wanted to go live so I even got to be the quilt fairy this weekend.
the recipient was super happy
It's not ripply, it's just not laid out carefully.
This... this is the life.