|2 more completed sets for the pickle dish|
Then, like always, I get to the point where I'm fussing with how well the fabric is going to line up with the sewing line, flipping it back and forth, upside down and sideways for the umpteenth time thinking 'Ugghh, I can't believe there are people who actually love doing this!'. As I jump up and down from my sewing chair to get to the ironing board once again, I'm laughing somewhat hysterically at myself for all the enthusiasm and optimism that I always, always feel at the start of foundation piecing. The straight line sewing, the perfection of the piecing? It's a good trick really.
But reality tends to set in on me more quickly perhaps than it used to. There's no kidding myself anymore about the truth of something so very basic: foundation piecing is a process that I STILL do not enjoy and probably never will. So my progress is meagerly. I can't and won't force it beyond a certain point! Only two sets of melons done before I was gladly fleeing the sewing room for the beeper on the finished dryer cycle of which I'm quite sure I always ignore.
I haven't given up though, I'm just regrouping! Having committed to finishing this particular project, finish I will, even if it takes me all through the summer to somehow work through my foundation piecing angst.*wink