musings of a flannel graph granny in a digital age
Monday, June 18, 2012
paralyzed by perfectionism
photo taken prior to adding binding
Many years ago (10?) I bought a pretty dresser scarf at an antique store for 10 cents. No floss, no color chart - just the scarf. It languished in my unfinished project box for quite some time. I wasn't sure what colors to use, I didn't know how I would finish the edges....excuses, excuses so I did nothing.
A few years ago after discovering that prolonged 90 degree day heat spells keep one just as house bound as 20 below zero days, I pulled it out and got to stitching. I finished the embroidery that long, hot summer, but still wasn't sure how to finish the edges, so back into the box it went.
Then, one day I pulled it out again and decided to make it into a lap quilt. I cut out bunches of 2.5 inch squares for a border. Then I wasn't sure how to quilt it, so back into the box it went.
Seeing a pattern here? When I am unsure of how to do something, I quit. I don't want to do it wrong, so instead - I procrastinate.
However failing to make a decision is a decision in and of itself.
Fast forward to the use it up challenge. This project is on the list. I am doing what I call 'rustic' quilting. It will never win a prize, but it will keep someone nice and cozy on a cold winter's night as they sit and read or stitch.
After completing the quilting I sewed the binding on.
Unfortunately I had a major blond/senior moment (do you realize how difficult life is when you have both of those conditions working against you?). I sewed the binding on the wrong side of the quilt. I was so tempted to put this thing away (or in the garbage...). But instead, I stitched the binding to the front with a decorative stitch. Necessity being the mother of invention and all that.