Well, every one has their day when they get to taste a little slice of the ole humble pie! Mine came. Our little quilt group had a mystery quilt project, which was snowed out. We got our instructions and worked from home. My first clue should have been when I had to cut out 160, 1 1/2" squares, but oh no, I was so excited to work on my first mystery quilt. Things progressed well, and I thought I was doing just fine, but the very first block didn't want to stay square. RED LIGHT moment, but did I see it? Not!!!
I stitched and stitched and put row after row on, stretching when needed to get it together. I was so in love with every row that was added. The many mini-flying geese were fun to put together, but what????? I was short those little 1 1/2" squares????? I was so careful to count. I chopped up more fabrics and kept going. What I didn't realize was that I had cut way to many of the bases for the geese, so when I was done, I had many many more than I really needed. Oh well, they can go on the back. It will be great! I plug away at the finishing touches and I am still stretching where needed to get things together. Then a big "WHAP" in the head, I stand back to admire my lovely creation only to find that nothing but nothing is square, and it stands out like a sore thumb. Being the eternal optimist that I am, I decide to take it right to the longarm and get it quilted. That will fix it! :-) Not so much. It was a beast to quilt, with all thoses little flying geese on the front and back. The bulk under the hopping foot was way to much, and I ended up ripping out (frogging) as much as I was quilting. For those who are not familiar with longarm terminology, frogging is ripping. Get it Frog---rip it, rip it! :-) Now I am done with this little beauty. I just want it bound and out of my hair, while I have still have hair left! Keeping from tearing all my hair out had become my biggest challenge of the day.
So there you have it. We all have those days and those challenges on our road of life. We can rise the the occasion, or we can just trudge thru and let it go by. Occasionally we probably should rewind and start again, hoping to make a fresh start, which I know is the hardest choice. Did I do that? Oh no, I just trudged thru it. Another one of those darn little life lessons from quilting again! Geesh! Will I ever learn? :-)
Anyway, I am keeping this less than beauty of a quilt to remind me, to stop occasionally and smell the roses, so to say! Screaming thru life doesn't always work out to my advantage. So there you have it, Humble Pie! My favorite is Coconut Custard, where did I go wrong!!!!!
What kind of pie do you love?????
My stomach tied in knots, reading your story. Yes, we've all had days like that. Mine often turn into 2 or 3 days in a row; then my mind clears and I can function with no frogging. (I wasn't familiar with that word--I love it!) If it's any consolation, I really like your finished quilt.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite pie: toss up between French silk and pecan -- actually any pie I didn't have to make is appealing.
When I'm stuck eating humble pie, which is oh SO often, I try and make sure it's the squash variety. Then at least I can tell my mother that I ate my veggies too! :)
ReplyDeleteClaudia