|See all those squiggly drawings and attempts at figuring out the math in the back? This is a pile of all the cut pattern pieces--hopefully all of them anyway.|
I missed my deadline for finishing the handbag yesterday, but I have a ton of cheap excuses that I shared with Sandra in what may have seemed like an eBook but was really just a whiny email filled with cheap, insufficient excuses...
1. I just could not NOT change the pattern. I think this should be in the psychiatric association's list of mental illnesses along with fabric hoarding. Right now (I say that because things still may change) the only things remaining from the original are some piping and gussets.
2. I am spatially and mathematically challenged. Following pattern directions is really difficult for me. Making a pattern has been the thing of nightmares--literally. I have been working on this thing in my sleep. I will admit to having come up with a couple of impressive solutions while sleeping, though.
3. My son has had to use my car for over a week now leaving me with a bicycle. It may not seem like much of a problem, but when was the last time you saw someone show up at Joann's on a bike? Let me assure that riding with a roll of heavy duty interfacing sticking up out of your backpack causes people to point fingers and stare.
Friday, May whatever Friday is, 2013. I shall get this thing completed. Maybe.