OK, so maybe not the window, but it was the trash can. Last night, I had quite an argument with some bias tape that I was using to line an arm hole of a tunic. It honestly got to the point where at just after midnight, I picked the tape up, and threw it in the trash. Of course, I had to go back and get it this morning, and it now has an odd bit of a smell.
There are just those moments when nothing seems to come together. I think that most of these moments can be chalked up to the fact that, at some point during a project, I turn my brain off. Now I know that this is my fault, and I don’t necessarily blame the bias tape, but I just think that it could have been a little bit more friendly. I mean really, I had to put the tape on the wrong way four times??? It could not have given me a gentle reminder that I was about to repeat a mistake, albeit the opposite way, that I had just made 6 seconds earlier? No, it apparently could not.
So with only five hours until I had to be awake, what did I do? I decided to embellish a bag. I have no misunderstanding about the fact that some times, I am just plain silly. I was not about to go to bed feeling so blue, and earlier in the week I had decided that it would be fun to take a very boring bag
The bias tape and I are going to meet again this afternoon, and I for one hope that it arrives in a much better mood.