It is so easy to become a lone figure in your sewing room when you become engrossed in whatever you are working on. When you do something that you love, you tend to get lost in it and time just whizzes by. Hours, days, weeks go by and all of sudden you realise that you haven’t spoken to your friends or family in what feels like forever because every waking moment is consumed by your craft. I felt a bit like that. I also felt that all the other things I had to do, like go to work and do washing and housework, were encroaching on my valuable craft time and at the end of the weekend or day I would have very little time left to do what I truly loved, which is so very frustrating.
I am usually happiest when I am at my sewing machine or sitting with stitching in my lap, but sometimes I must stop sewing and do some housekeeping. Now I don’t mean cleaning the toilet or vacuuming the floor (although that does need to be done too). I’m talking about putting the finishing touches to my quilts and sorting through the myriad of patterns and papers I have collected over the years.
Well, I have had an amazing day at the Craft & Quilt Fair. If you’re in Perth and you love craft then you should definitely check it out but make sure you have your wallet because you’re definitely going to want to spend some money. I have been saving for a few months now so I could go wild and I came home with some fabulous stuff. Now bear in mind that I have promised I will not be starting any new projects until my UFPs have gone, so I spent my money on mostly tools and some materials to use for projects that are in situ.
Well, I must say, starting this blog has inspired me to really get going on my UFPs and already I have completed two.
These were some stitchings I did late last year. Because I haven’t had my sewing room for the last 9 months, I took back up stitching, which I haven’t done in years. The stress of dealing with a family member with cancer, was taking its toll on my mental health and I read somewhere that craft was very meditative and soothing and best of all kept you anchored in the present. So, I went out and bought a couple of stitching magazines and got stitching. And I must admit, it was one of the best things I did to deal with what was happening in my family. I could take it into the hospital. It kept my mind busy and stopped me from being melancholy and from thinking about the future without my Stepdad. And it has also now inspired me to start designing my own stitching patterns (more on that later).