The fabric whirs through the machine as my excitement grows. I hurriedly cut my threads, grab the quilt off the machine, and then I lose all concentration. All I can see are the imperfections. The places it bunched up. The lines that are not straight. It consumes and it takes the wind right out my sails. I curse, I feel like crying. I bunch up the quilt and threaten to throw it out.
Did I drama queen it a little bit? You bet. That’s what happens when you are an impatient perfectionist trying to teach yourself a complicated skill. Luckily, my husband talked me out of throwing the quilt in the trash. Guys, I was so distraught. I had everything pieced together perfectly until I went to quilt the three layers together. Most of my seams matched up, the colors were so bright and made me happy. I felt like I ruined the whole quilt with some wonky stitching.
Today, I can at least stand to look at this quilt, but I still haven’t been able to make myself pick up the project again. Or, even start sewing again. It’s been two weeks. How do you all overcome your frustrations? How do you motivate yourself to once again picked up your old project or even a new one?
I’ve walked away, but I am not sure how I make the hike back.