Well, sort of. Not an actual 26.2 mile run. But a sewing marathon. Yes . . . I just completed a sewing MARATHON.
Several weeks ago (but only 1 post back), I finished my first Fancy Pants Bow Clutch purse . . . my first of 5 purses that I agreed to make for my friend for her bridesmaids to use on the big day. After completing the one, my progress slowed quite a bit due to some stuff that was a bit out of my control:
- I am a full time mom to 2 kids under the age of 5, and 1 in utero (who, I'm told, is going to make an appearance in the next 5-7 weeks).
- I work part-time, from home, mostly in the evenings but sometimes during the day (NOT as a sewist).
- Because of #1 and #2, most of my sewing time is relegated to my weekends. One of those weekends I was out of town to celebrate my niece's 7th birthday, and another was spent with some good friends who were in town to celebrate a baby shower (not for me, but at my house). I am ecstatic that I was able to do those things, but it really ate into my sewing time which means this project got put off a bit longer than I had originally hoped.
- I completely wrenched my back and hip last week (I have a theory as to how that happened, not that it really matters), which though it's yet to be corrected (my first experience with a chiropractor is tomorrow) knocked me out for a few days from really being able to sit for long periods of time at the sewing machine.
|Sorry - - the lighting is way off in this picture. See the previous post for a better representation of the color.|
Picture me working on those last few steps of the last purse while the theme to Chariots of Fire plays in the background. Or better yet . . . picture me doing some rendition of the Anthony Adams pregame warm-up dance as I put that last stitch into place:
Ok . . . you got me. His belly is a teensy bit smaller than mine right now. ;)