This morning: First, put on the turquoise tee, a soothing colour. Next, brew a bucket full of coffee, also soothing. Put my favourite music into the CD player. And off to work. Sewing by machine is on the agenda. Well, it’s ironing in the first place, then sew, quality control, rip, sew, iron … you know. By lunchtime, I had this:
After lunch I went on sewing, ripping, sewing … finally ironing the pieces. Oh dear.
Normally, there would be only one alternative – you speak the ancient, magic words ‘I hereby solemnly declare thee a work of art. Thou needst no straight seams.’ But I don’t feel like putting any more effort into this project, it cost me some time already. I’ll show no mercy and go ripping the pieces apart and start anew by hand. So it will be decent.