Some crazy number of years ago I started this blog. It was mostly craft stuff, because that’s what I did.
Then I made a couple of babies, and now that’s pretty much what I do. Babies and toddlers are less compatible with crafting than I originally thought, mostly because of the pins and needles and grabby hands.
Except babies really are great to make stuff for. So sometimes I still manage it during naptimes, after bedtime, in stolen moments where I should be vacuuming the living room.
Like this little “lovey” quilt. I finished it during today’s double nap. It’s just a tiny thing, basically just big enough to teach myself to quilt, which is also just big enough for Ellie to play with.
I just used a pack of pre-cuts I got from the fabric store, but I’m going to (hopefully, probably) do another, bigger quilt, with fabric I picked out aaaall by myself, like a real quilter.
I think she likes it.
If you’ve ever made a quilt, please look at the above photo. Those are 1″ and 2″ squares. I’m not a quilter by any means, and I fear I’ve gotten far too ambitious with this project.
It’s not for me, so I can’t divulge too much, but let’s just say it’s intricate, and that I may have lost my mind thinking this is the sort of thing that I can tackle. Heck, I have a sweater from December 2011 that still needs sleeves.
I guess what I’m getting at is this question: is there a patron saint of people who get in over their heads?
We’ve been in our house for about five months now, and it has taken that whole time for me to even begin working on what I’ve been calling my “craft room.”
My craft room is actually a closet upstairs, next to our bedroom. It’s about six feet wide, and about twice as deep. It’s not much of a room–there is no window or anything–but it’s enough for a couple of shelves and a sewing table.
Until last week, however, it looked like this:
Which is not really conducive to, well, anything. It was a mess. So I took a couple of hours two Saturdays ago and emptied it out.
I set up the bookshelves, moved my sewing table and machine, and went to plug it in…
You know what most home manufacturers don’t bother to do in closets? Install outlets.
Yeah, it’s always something.