I've been sewing straight lines, a lot of straight lines.
Three hundred sixty-one feet, or four thousand three hundred thirty-two inches of straight lines. And not just sewing straight lines, before that I had to serge them.
And I'm not even finished, I'm not even near finished this project.
I know it is for the church, and I should share my gifts, blah, blah, blah (Catholic guilt) but I'M BORED!!!
I want some curves! I want some darts! I miss details!
That Marcy Tilton jacket, Vogue 8752, might be the thing I need to get back to work on after this project. Or to be holding the soft plush fleece for my nephew's pullover between my fingers. A gal could only dream.
One thousand four hundred forty inches of straight stitching to go.