Between work and delivering my daughter to University in late August, there's been little time to sew.
I had a last minute rush of things to stitch for Sarah: She needed a laundry bag and her pillowcases were too short for her king size pillows. She also needed something to throw on between her dorm room and the community bathroom. Her robe, a junior high relic, was not going to make the trip to the east side of the state.
Laundry bag and pillow cases were a breeze once I got the chain stitch on the serger operational. I've had this machine for at least 16 years and have not used the chain for at least 10. It was a challenge to get everything balanced. With that refresher course behind me, next time will be much easier.
Sarah had a toss-on fleece coverup from Steve and Barry, but we both worried that it was a tad bit tight and would shrink in the laundry. We used that as the basis for a new one. The intent was to use some fleece I had left over from her and her brother's early years and make a fitting muslin, but it turned out so well, it became the finished product! The facing on the hood and bodice is a crimson marbled quilting cotton. The monogram is machine embroidered from a collection posted on SewForum.com. She liked it and that is all that mattered.
When she left, I felt a big hole in my heart. Then I walked into the sewing area. She had taken her machine and her workspace was so EMPTY. I mean EMPTY... Just the place to relocate my serger! And then there was the additional storage I'd wanted to put in. And room in the closet to move all of her stuff and Scott thinking her work table would be perfect for his brewing kitchen and WOW! So I did it. New table, new storage, serger relocated, cutting table cleaned off. Some piles left to sort, but overall, the room is mine again!
We all want our children to be independent. We want them to find wonderful lives, be productive members of society. But we never want them to be so far away that we can't reach out and touch them. Until she left, I didn't realize how twisted these emotions are.
She has a band concert this week at university. It is the first concert I will have ever missed in her life. I did miss two flute recitials along the way and two performances at local church services, but I believe that is not too bad in 6 years of performing. At the same time, I had three loads of laundry this week. I have not had three loads of laundry since they were away at summer camp! I made four dinners this week. Four. With her brother working and eating away from home, that leaves Scott and I with leftovers. No school functions. Zero. Her brother is not into the school activities thing and prefers to work.
What to do with the newfound time? With the union on strike, overtime has been CUT OFF. So no more excuses! Today I am attacking the blackberries that have been sorely ignored for the last two years. And tomorrow? I think I'll lay out a top to stitch up!