It was a slow, slow, s-l-o-w start to Sunday. Ten hours sleep and it still wasn't enough, and by the time Janet came around to get my knitting needles, I was close to passing out (sorry for the lack of hospitality, Janet). Some more medicinal hot white tea and soup from Mr QM, bless him, and I was feeling a little more human by mid afternoon.
That's when I started creating. First up it was just the sleeves for about four miniature quilts that had never had the chance to hang, even thought I made them all years ago.
(You don't get much quilting content on this blog nowadays, so please indulge me.)
So quilts all hung, I decided to ditch the idea for immediate Etsy shop stockage (too hard, and too boring, and waaaaaay too tiny), and instead decided to make a crochet project bag. My cardi is getting bigger and needs a bigger bag. Also, have you seen the size of those 200g balls of Bendi 12 ply?
I used a cute Japanese cotton fabric I'd bought in Cobargo last year. I even overlocked all the seams, squared the bottom of the bag off, and put in real buttonholes for the ties. It had been so long since I'd made buttonholes, I had to refer to the Bernina manual. See? Perfect buttonholes!
All this took me a total of 30 minutes. I was so impressed with myself, more for the fact that I did something, rather than made something special. It felt good.
These fabric are next - bound for greatness in the form of useful things.