Earlier today, or possibly late last night, or both, I was complaining to my husband about my complete, and utter lack of motivation. I was waxing poetic about how I have no ambition and it troubles me, blah blah blah. Then I proceeded to trace out the lovely pattern I wanted to embroider on my skirt (to go with the bodice I finished yesterday while recovering from the stomach flu). And in the process of laying the first few stitches it dawned on me that I am VERY ambitious. I may not have "goals" in the traditional sense, you know making money, saving the planet, being remembered for my amazing contributions to society, but I DO STUFF. There, I said it, I validated my existence, I do stuff. In fact I MAKE stuff, yeah, that's right I make all kinds of stuff, and I like it. So, next time I get all, "woe is me, I'm a useless skin sack," I will try to remind myself that I'm a valid use of space, I make things, and that is something, dare I say, special...
So here is a quick pic of the bodice, please forgive the dummy, she isn't as voluptuous as me, and a close-up of the embroidery project. By the way the embroidery pattern comes from Kathryn Goodwyn's amazing work
Flowers of the Needle. Go check that out, it is an amazing FREE resource.
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| Slightly Modified Butterick B4669 |
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