Making the broccoli crunch salad doesn't count


I'm feeling frustrated today.  This is probably isn't the best way to kick-off a blog about creativity, but I'd be lying if I said I felt otherwise. 

I live for waking up early. I can't wait to jump out of bed, make some breakfast, plan my day, get busy with some knitting, or plan my next sewing project. But from a creative standpoint, this weekend felt like such a dud

On Saturday, Dennis and I had some friends over for a barbecue. Of course we enjoy spending time with our friends, but hosting guests means spending the day tidying the house and running errands. So, no knitting or sewing for me. I don't know about you guys, but I get a little cranky when I go a day without some kind of making. (And no, making the broccoli crunch salad did not count.)

On Sunday, I slept in because we went to bed at 1am, which just made me extra cranky because, damn! That's some solid morning crafting time I missed out on. Not having that time usually leads to some not-well-thought-out, impulsive decisions ... like sewing a new pattern without making a muslin. And that is exactly what I did.  

A wiser choice would have been to put a dent in one of my shawl designs, or rip back on my Like a Cloud cardigan to fix a mistake. But no. I wanted to sew. 

With half the day gone, I wanted to whip up something simple. I decided to make a button-down shirt for my husband Dennis, using McCall's M6044 pattern. ("Simple," she says.)  I was feeling pretty confident after taking his measurements and reading some online reviews and blog posts about the fit for this particular pattern.  So, I dove right in.

It was all was going very well until I set-in the sleeves. I decided to finish the seams with my serger ... and serged RIGHT into the sleeve fabric! When I unpicked the stitches, there was a gaping slash on the side of the sleeve. I tried to save it with a blind stitch, but that just made it look worse. Then I had Dennis try on the shirt, but it was too snug. By this point, it was a lost cause. Lesson learned: MAKE A MUSLIN, KRISTIN!!! 

So, this project was a failure, and that's OK. I'm not a perfectionist. I'm all about making mistakes and learning from them but, to be honest, it's hard not to feel frustrated when you've had a whole day to create, only to realize your efforts were in vain. (I'm sure some of you can relate.)

Looking on the bright side, at least the chambray fabric I used was inexpensive, and I got more practice with French seams. Dennis also later admitted that he's not into polka dots.

I'm so grateful to have most weekends free to make ALL the things. I know not many can say the same, which is why I value this time and strive to make the most of it ... maybe a little too much.

I think for me to truly make the most out of my free time, I need to be more patient, more present in the moment, and accept that not every weekend will be a "make-fest." Maybe I'll keep the shirt around for when I need a little reminder. 

 The offending sleeve tear.