May 03, 2014

Fabric Therapy

I am leaving town for two weeks in a matter of hours.  I am leaving with Bridger - which makes the details of "leaving", oh, so very complicated.  With the exception of his hospitalizations, he has never been away from his home turf that long.  The details of planning for every known and the bundle of unknowns is overwhelming.  My to-do list looks like a ball point pen threw up all over it.  

So what do I do?  I walk away from critical-must-get-done tasks this afternoon and get some zen from the humming of the needle on my sewing machine.  I somehow thought that finishing Eliza's curtains deserved to be on my to-do list.

I have to say I am quite proud.  I have never taken a sewing class and I don't know how to read a pattern.  I clip and snip and measure and adjust until my vision takes shape.  I'm sure the shape would come together much easier and quicker if I did know how to read a pattern.  But I think it looks good enough for a DIY job and the zen it brings me to hang that around her window --  it is absolutely therapy with thread.

I finished the valance in my other daughters' room not too long ago and every time I walk by I still feel a little swell of satisfaction.

I will remind myself of that feeling when I am still up at midnight tonight packing and consumed by a whole different feeling. . .