As any readers are well aware, I have not made any progress whatsoever in my quest to become more like Martha. I might even be regressing. Scott, my somewhat handy husband, made a beautiful window bench for Hannah and I was going to harness my inner craftiness to make the cushions for it. Nothing too crazy, just a large cover for the actual bench cushion and then some contrasting throw pillows.
Then the seamstress who made my living room drapes started talking to me about piping and a coordinating valence and other stuff that sounded really nice but also really hard. I started to see her vision. I compared it to what I might conceivably produce. The two were very different.
Needless to say, after a meeting with her yesterday where I selected my fabrics, my style of valence, and what kind of piping would appear where, I had committed to handing the project over. Well, almost. I'm still going to make the throw pillows. Sort of. She might help me. Or just do it for me depending on how much patience she has.
Regardless of what happens with the throw pillows, the rest of the project is going to cost me the equivalent of a mortgage payment. I had to have a drink after hearing the price. I'm cheap and parting with large sums of money does not come easily to me. Especially large sums of money that only serve to remind me of the cost of my inability to sew (or cook, or decorate, or clean, or garden...).
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