Tick Tock, I Broke the Clock

Continuing my sewing room "theme" of trying to incorporate little bits of Heather Bailey's Pop Garden wherever I can, I decided to cut out one precious Pop Daisy and use it to makeover a wall clock.  This clock had been sitting around unused for the last few years or so and as the wake-the-dead alarm clock I was using in the sewing room had failed me previously (I assure you it was the clock's fault that I was late picking up Mr. Skooks from work last week - ahem), I decided it was time to take the wall clock out of hiding.

Here's how it went down.

I took all the notable pieces apart.  The front "glass" (aka plastic) face, the hands, and then I pulled out the cardboard backing (which cracked in half as I was removing it . . . sweet).  I taped the cardboard back together and used it to carefully trace around my daisy as well as mark the hole for the clock hands.

All of this went off without a hitch.

Then I thought, you know . . . I haven't used this clock in years . . . I wonder if it still works?  So I tested it out with a fresh battery and Hurray!  It was working great.  I took it apart again.
 
I used spray adhesive for the first time and WOAH.  I really didn't know that stuff came out kind of THICK, let's say . . . so already I was off to a globby start.

In the end, it was ok-ish.  I just smoothed my fabric down over the adhesive as best as I could.  I figured this wouldn't be a biggie much anyway and once it was up on the wall I'm sure I wouldn't notice.

I popped the fabric covered piece back into the clock frame.  No turning back now . . . remember how I cracked it when I tried to remove it the first time?  I did a pretty good job of getting it straight in there, I think.

Then came the clock hands.  Remember how I was SUPER SMART and tested the clock to make sure it worked before I cut into my precious fabric?  Well, you will simply not believe this, but I put the hands back on and the thing did not STINKIN' work.

WHA?!

So I monkeyed with it a bit.  And then I monkeyed with it a bit more.  And finally I got it to work again.

Success!

I was down to my final step . . . all I had left to do was pop the plastic face into the frame and screw the pieces back together.  And wouldn't you just KNOW it, but I broke that stupid plastic face while I was tightening THE LAST SCREW.

Bugger.

So hmm . . . well.  I decided a faceless clock was better than nothing, so I hung it up anyway.  And NOW I remember why we took it off the wall in the first place.  It is DEAFENINGLY LOUD as that second hand TICK TICK TICKS around.

I guess it will help me realize the passage of time while I'm sewing away now, hey?  That was sort of the objective, right?

You're right . . . no it wasn't.

FAIL.