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This is No Time for Cleaning

If you have time to clean, you have time to quilt

I hate cleaning. There are no two ways about it. If given the choice between cleaning and literally any other task, I would choose anything else. Cleaning takes hours and hours and hours every week, and for what? For the privilege of doing it all over again? Let’s do some simple math. Let’s say you do the absolute minimum of cleaning – barely doing a load of laundry per week, making dinner every night for seven nights (wait, didn’t I just make dinner last night?), the lamest job possible in keeping the bathroom tidy… just slightly above grime-inducing levels, and let’s just forget about ever putting anything away or keeping your office space from attracting mice. Even with the very minimal of Cinderella duties, we are talking at least two hours of cleaning per day literally flushed down the drain. What could you have done with those fourteen hours instead? You could have made an entire quilt top! Why, YES, Eleanor Burns, you really can make a quilt in a day! A pretty long day, but still technically a day.

You could have made seven of the very cute Baby Puzzle Ball, a pattern from Sew Fun®. You could have made at least a half dozen quilted placements. You could have made enough themed potholders for your entire neighborhood potluck club! I think you are getting the message. Time spent quilting is time better spent than cleaning, or even cooking for that matter – don’t get me started! When you make a quilt, it stays made. When you make your bed, well you are just going to have to do that again tomorrow. Your path is clear! Just sweep everything on your kitchen table into a box and set it on the floor. Now you have a whole clean space to start your next quilting project!

Sick of Quilting? Oh My!

It can happen to the best quilter. You are sick of the quilt you are working on, or worse yet, you could be sick of quilting altogether! What’s a dedicated quilter to do? You converted the entire downstairs to support this all-consuming passion, spent more on a sewing machine than you did on your last car and now you are ready to put your entire stash up on eBay? Do not panic, you are probably suffering from quilting fatigue. There is hope.

Before you leave your sewing machine by the curb, consider other options. Try another outlet for your creativity. When I’m exhausted from measuring, cutting, hunching over, and pushing yards and yards of fabric through the machine, I find relief from other simpler endeavors. My go-to fiber relief valve is crochet. Crochet is basically the opposite of quilting: it simply involves a funny looking stick and some fuzzy string. You can do it anywhere, specifically, on the couch while knee deep in a good binge watch. You can bring it with you. You can even do it in the car! You don’t have to worry about complementary colors or matching corners. You don’t even have to worry about making something square. You could literally just go round and round in circles until you run out of yarn or maintain your composure, whichever ever comes first.

After a little bit of stitch, I can always return to my considerably more complicated quilting projects with renewed perspective. I can appreciate the colors, the prints, the diversity of shapes, the piecing, and the reward of making a really big project. If crochet isn’t your thing, you can experiment with other hobbies. Baking, painting or beading, to name a few, although I don’t recommend scrap booking because that’s just a big black hole you will never return from. Many times, your side projects can help inspire new quilting projects. Recently, I crocheted an entire chattering of baby chickens then felt inspired to quilt a flock of chicken potholders as holiday gifts.

Taking a break from your quilt can sometimes be the best thing you can do to help get it finished! What do YOU do when you need a break from quilting?

Just Like Candy

I can resist fabric about as well as I can resist Halloween candy. They always get me, with their big colorful bags and their “fun size” or “minis”. It’s only a “mini”, how bad could it be? Those little bars in the big bag are as bad as fat quarters. Sure, they are only 22”x18”, but they are all folded up in a cute bundle and there’s 42 of them!

Just like candy, my tastes in fabrics also change from day to day. Sometimes I feel like a Snickers, then sometimes I feel like a Starburst. Sometimes I feel like a cute novelty pickle fabric and sometimes I feel like a holiday plaid. This leaves my stash looking as eclectic as a plastic pumpkin full of Halloween candy dumped all over the living room floor.

I have purchased a lot of fabric over the years just because it was cute or pretty. I have even more because “it would make such a great____ (fill in the blank)____”! So, I buy it, but I never have time to make the (bank). It’s a real problem. I have more fabric hanging around than cellulite from all those minis. The solution to both problems is really the same: don’t go into the store in the first place, or, if you simply must, just get one thing. Just get one candy bar instead of the pack of forty. Just get one fat quarter instead of enough to make a California King size quilt.

Finally, understand if you go to the convenience store when you are feeling snacky, you are definitely going to buy candy. It follows that if you go into the fabric store feeling hungry for creativity, you are going to buy a whole lot more stuff for the one hundred ideas you get from wandering the aisles, many of them you never even thought of before entering the fabric shop. In an effort not to go over your budget for fabric calories, consider the mountain of projects you have just sourced and narrow the herd down to the top one or two projects you are likely to have the time and enthusiasm to undertake. Put the rest of the stuff back and be sure to grab a peanut butter cup on the way out!

Back-to-School Supplies are Not Just for Kids

My absolute favorite season of the year is fall. It’s not just the crisp air, the colors and the smell of the leaves, it’s the anticipation of back-to-school supplies! Kids might hate it when the stores break out the displays of backpacks and pencils, but I could not be more excited.

I always loved school and I was very good at it, so I always looked forward to September not only for the new school experiences but for the back-to-school shopping excursions. I loved new pencils, a new lunch box, cool erasers and of course a new notebook. I spent a lot of time agonizing over what kind of notebook I was going to have that year, what kind of folders would I use and most importantly, how I was going to decorate my notebook before school started. My best year I think was 8^th grade, the year I made a denim cover for my 3-ring binder with a rust-colored leafy print quilting cotton on the inside. Denim was very hip due to the popularity of skintight “designer” jeans, a new thing at the time. I’m sure the other 80’s kids were unimpressed with my denim notebook cover, but in my creative mind, this one-of-a-kind creation was infinitely cooler than any Trapper Keeper.

Even though I’m now long done with school (and college, and grad school… I’m really done, I promise!), I am still very enthusiastic about my own version of back-to-school shopping. With the long, hot summer months in the rear-view mirror and a merciful end to sticking to my fabric, I turn my attention to fall decorations and handmade holidays projects. The quilt shops are full of leafy prints in orange and rust, fun Halloween novelty fabrics, even cute Christmas prints and now is the time to get started. Every year my ambition always exceeds my accomplishments but nevertheless I persist. And what would a big pile of fabric be without a couple of cute new notebooks for my fabric measurements and project design ideas? While I’m at it, I’ll grab a handful of folders and a pack of colored pens, too!

What is your favorite supply, back-to-school or otherwise?

Spend All Day Sewing… and Don’t Feel Bad About It!

When I was in the seventh grade, my English class was given an assignment for one evening to write the first draft of some paper – I have completely forgotten what the topic was. I’ve always been a pretty prolific writer so I thought, “This shouldn’t take too long.” I’d have plenty of time to do what I really wanted to do first and that was work on this cute stuffed kitty that I’d been dreaming of. I had seen this stuffed animal in a local gift shop, and I had no money, but I did have plenty of felt. Back in those days I was really into making stuffed animals. I already had tons of them so my mother didn’t want to waste (her words, not mine) any more money on more stuffed animals, but she couldn’t stop me from making them! In this case, all I had to do what whip out a quick pattern – I always made mine out of old paper bags – cut out the felt and stitch him up. He was barely 4” tall, how long could this really take? Suffice it to say, it took a while.

My mom had this annoying grandfather clock on the fireplace mantle, and it kept chiming away as the hours ticked loudly by. I knew it would be dinner soon, I hadn’t finished the kitty and I hadn’t even started on the paper. What to do? I did the only thing that I could: I kept working on the stuffed animal. I can’t remember if I finished the kitty that day or not, but I distinctly remember the creeping sense of guilt I had for not working on the paper. Eventually it became so loud that I had to actually get down to working on the paper. I remember that the paper turned out terrible. Back in those pre-computer days, we were required to write with blue pen on white paper and my paper had scribbles and cross-outs all over it. I was pretty ashamed of how bad it turned out, but it was getting late and I didn’t have time to start over. I comforted myself in the knowledge that this was supposed to be a first draft and I’d have time to redeem myself later in the final draft. Technically, that didn’t work out either because my final draft ended up being so different than the initial draft that my teacher discounted my grade because of that seemingly small fact. I guess the purpose of the assignment was to learn how to write a draft.

You would think that after this harrowing experience with my seventh-grade English grade on the line I would have learned better than to put work in favor of sewing. I’m proud to say some 40 plus years later I have not. In fact, I have even skipped work in order to finish an important sewing project. That is a topic for another day. All I have to say about it at this point is: you should do what you like and never feel bad about it. Work on the cool sewing project today. Work will always be there for you tomorrow.

It Took Me Six Years to Make This Birthday Gift

My best friend and I have been doing the handmade birthday gift thing since the mid-eighties. We were broke college students then but we both knew how to sew (Thanks, Moms!) so handmade was the only way to go. As the years rolled by, we gained more income but less time due to kids and work but neither of us was willing to give up the tradition. As a result, birthday gifts became hilariously late. I have a June birthday and she has a January birthday. There have been years when we gave each other’s gift on the other one’s actual birthday. So, when I talk about taking six years to finish a gift, that’s not a joke, that’s a historical accuracy!

Originally, I was planning on making a lined bag from this particular Alexander Henry print which is a total match for the recipient’s interests (bunnies!), but I never could settle on the right fabric for the lining. I finally found the perfect matching lining around year 2, then later accidentally gave it away around year 4 when I was culling the fabric pile and donating fabrics to an aspiring bag maker. Of course, this lining debacle is not the only reason this gift is six years late, but it’s what I’m going with right now.

Then, as fate would have it, I bought a new Viking serger last weekend. Or should I say: I finally mustered the courage to part with $600 for another sewing machine that I don’t really “need”. In the back of my mind, I’d been working up a “zero waste” project bag pattern as a way to dispatch with my monstrous fabric stash. It turns out my friend is also really interested in zero waste sewing. It was fate. The added bonus was the serger’s nice, encapsulated seams… I no longer needed the lining! The bunny fabric finally met its match and my friend’s birthday gift is only going to be seven months (and six years) late.

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