Soooooo . . . it’s been a while, yes?

I don’t know how these people–these sewing everything (every beautiful garment) they wear and still having time for a family, a job, and other hobbies people–are doing it.  And not only are they doing it, they’re blogging about it too!

Whatever.  I won’t focus on them–I can’t.  Maybe they drink coffee.  Maybe they have secretly cloned themselves and let the clones do the sewing while they nap.  No one knows.  And since they’re pretty clever heifers to have secretly cloned themselves to begin with, no one will ever know.  What we do know is that in my one house I have amassed the sewing projects of a multi-clone (at least three) household.  But, no clones live here.

Simplicity 3835 in the dining room.  Bad pattern for the busty.

Seasons pass and I’m still working on that fall jacket or that summer dress.  Patterns, fabric, and endless ideas anxiously await my fleeting attention.  Projects are constantly left partially sewn. The hope is that I’ll finish these projects before they’re out of fashion.  That’s the hope.

And the blog . . . oh, the blog.  How earnestly we set it up.  But then our perfectionist ways got the best of us and soon even writing about our half-assed sewing attempts became too much.  I’m speaking in the plural because I’m imagining my clones taking some of the responsibility for my waywardness.  Surely the clones can come up with a sleeping shift schedule that can allow for twenty-four-hour sewing.  Surely they are to blame.

So in February, I started sewing the muslin of my Naomi.  To my amazement, this pattern actually worked on my frame.  I was so elated I waited until April to begin making the jacket in a wearable material, because excitement automatically leads to procrastination in my world.

So yesterday (Easter Sunday) as I trudged through cutting out interfacing, I began thinking, For what season will this Naomi be?  Spring, or Fall?  Enter the Easter pledge.

Naomi in the living room . . . in March of 2011.

The Easter pledge is this:  I vow to dedicate at least one hour a day to sewing.  It’s a simple pledge in theory.  Only time will tell if I’ll follow through.

The hard truth is the only way I will get these projects done this lifetime is if I dedicate more time to them.  And with more sewing time, perhaps I’ll have more to blog about.  If the Easter pledge isn’t effective, I’ll look into acquiring clones.