Funny things happen to your brain when you stay up all night sewing.
Some things I've learned:
It doesn't matter what I'm working on, sewing makes me not tired. But the second I stop...my face could fall into my lap.
There's nothing like some Ritual de lo Habitual on the iPod to keep me moving while the rest of the house is dead to the world.
Along the same lines, I'm really sick of the Silversun Pickups Lazy Eye and should take it off.
The neighbor guy doesn't come home until 3am some nights. And sometimes he leaves 3 hours later.
He has a pretty noisy truck.
I shouldn't always listen to what colors my brain tells me go together. One of these days I'm going to end up with fuschia and red bedding.
Don't try to do trigonometry at 4am. Period.
When I'm busy solving the worlds' problems, I should at least bother to write down the solutions, because I will forget them at daylight.
"just one more seam" works as well as "just 5 more minutes".
No matter how bad the body drags, the mind just won't quit.
Even at the point of exhaustion, I know which scissors are for fabric and which are for paper. The same of which cannot be said for Some People. *shakes fist*
Fat quarters aren't always 18 x 22. They should be, but sometimes you get ripped off.
Also, 60" wide fabric usually isn't.
Some things look better on the Joanns website at night than they do in the light of day. Fortunately my purse was in the other room, and well, see #1.
My iron still has that "new iron smell" :)
I really cannot wait for EQ6 to get here! Checking the order status 4 times in 20 minutes doesn't really make it move any faster.
It doesn't matter how thin the pin is. If you stick yourself, it's going to hurt.
Using my feet to find dropped pins isn't really very smart.
A piece of paper (aka pattern) will disappear even from an otherwise empty desk.
For some inexplicable reason, I want to make shorts in the winter and pants in the summer.
I have an awful lot of felt for someone that doesn't really use it much.
I will stick a label on anything that sits still. Look out, Alice!
Never, under any circumstances, attempt needle-turn applique late at night.
My sewing friends probably don't want me to call them at 2am to tell them about the fabulous new use I found for sequins.
Glitter glue is for life.
If I take off my glasses, it's like I have microscope vision! I can even read the tiny lettering on sewing needles!
"Taking a break" to play Wii tennis isn't really a break. Unless you count cracking your wrist on the cutting table.
My button jar is pretty interesting and I should make more of an effort to fill it up. Also, it's a great thing that my sewing machine sizes button holes for me. I could have been in trouble.
Deciding that I should make a quilt for every one of my "block of they day" calendar pages is a little ambitious for someone with more UFOs than I can count.
Alex Anderson is just as annoying on Tivo as she is on live tv.
I think that Fons and Porter may not actually like each other.
No matter how many rulers I have, I'll never have the one I need right now.
Sometimes the pattern is just flat wrong.
People who print incorrect patterns should be strung up by their toenails and beaten senseless with an organic carrot. Or, I should be able to force them to come over and do 3 hours of manual labor to replace the 3 hours I spent trying to figure out what they're doing.
And for that matter, Tom Hanks still owes me 2 hours of raking leaves for that atrocity they called "The Ladykillers".
It's time for a nap! Just as soon as I finish a couple more seams :)
Posted by tomiandc at December 12, 2008 08:28 AM