I don't normally blog on Sundays, but had two good reasons. One, Drummer isn't feeling well and I won the battle to get to stay home from church from him. He's taking a nap and the house is eerily quiet. Two, Sunday seemed like a good day for confessions. Which I have. As you probably have noticed by now, my Sew All 26: R doesn't have a stitch to do with sewing. You're so astute. Yet here I am, posting it anyway.
Sometimes, as women, we are our own worst critics. We point out our flaws that would go unnoticed had we not mentioned anything. I'm not sure what compels us to do it. Perhaps a biological reflex that requires both XX chromosomes to be manifest. I don't know. But today I am giving myself a Get Out of Jail Free card. And while I'm feeling so generous and free, I'm giving you one, too. Although, make no mistake about it, we can grab one of those passes ourselves anytime we please, but to be given permission sometimes makes it a bit easier, less justification required.So. What am I confessing. Yes, the sewing. My project flopped. I decided that I was going to make Ryan a jacket, a shirt, and some pants. Then someone hit the fast forward button on all my clocks and I decided I had time to just make the pants. At least something for my man. I was rounding the final corner on fitting and hemming and so thrilled about all the little details I had included. Ryan came home from work and I demanded a fitting on the spot. They did not even come close. To fitting, that is. My mind began spinning. It was Thursday night and I needed to come up with something else. R. R. R. Ruffles? Raglan sleeves? The brainstorming began, even before I put down my wretched failure. Then I was in a bad mood. Ryan reassured me that it was okay and that I just needed to choose to be happy. Happy!?!? I just wasted some luscious linen and a mighty great chunk of time, not to mention that I was empty handed when it came to my R post! How could I possibly be happy about that?
After I finished my inner head tantrum, I decided I was going to give myself a pass. Because we all have flops and flaws and frowns. Moments we'd like to sweep under the rug. Even this post, I made this soup and it was consumed before I even thought to take a photo of THE SOUP. Lest we think anyone out there is perfect, or even just more put together than we are, they. are. not. So, hooray for flops. We are all human and none of us has made our last mistake. There are plenty more where that came from. I'm brushing this one off, getting up and moving on. And making more of this soup. You should, too.
Celebrate the effort and move on! You can't find success without a little fail every once in a while. Your honesty is appreciated!ReplyDelete
So very true. Thank you :)Delete
You have moments of failure?! Me, too!! You just allowed yourself to be human. We can only keep stepping forward. I am sure Ryan's pants would have been wonderful. Perhaps they can be saved to remake into pants for Drummer in a few years. I went to the recipe site and I am going to attempt to make this soup. It looks delicious! Will you be putting up a linky for "R" sew-alongs? I have my post blogged and ready to link up. ;)ReplyDelete
Haha! Yes! This soup is unusual, but so good. My mom always made it and now I do and all my kids will eat it. And I just put up the link..just for you ;)Delete
Thank you, Katy! I bought all the ingredients for the soup. Tonight is the night!Delete
I don't see a flop in the story... You did the R. You made a pants for Ryan. It didn't fit by hey you still made him a finisched pants. And now he can look at it whenever he feels like it ;-)ReplyDelete
You are right! Thanks for the perspective :)Delete
On the bright side....it sounds like Drummer is now on his way to owning a new pair of pants! Something he can (someday) grow into? Or something that can be (drastically) altered to fit, perhaps?? There's (almost) always a bright side. :-)ReplyDelete
R is for "re-do". We all need to give ourselves way more permission for the do-overs, yes?? Perfection is a rare gem.
Yes. A re-do is in order. Thanks, Brooke :)Delete
You are brave to admit this on your blog, since we usually all think you are so perfect. But you are human! And now we get it. You are the same as the rest of us and we love you for itReplyDelete
Thanks for sharing!
Yes, I am a messy, mistake-making mama!Delete
By the way, I love this soup. I make it at least twice a month in the winter. It feels so indulgent, yet is so easy. Good choice!ReplyDelete
Yes, isn't it delectable?Delete
:) I think you should remake the pants for you! I bet they could be fabulous. Pleats seem to be coming back... Still stings I bet. Sorry.ReplyDelete
You're right! I was thinking Drummer in a few years, but I should totally just make them for me!Delete
I think our 'epic fails' make us who we are! They build character and make us better people! I just have to say I probably have more character than most! LOLReplyDelete
Haha! You're too funny :)Delete
Oh, Katy, I am so glad you are human!!! I always need reminding that it's okay to fail. Thanks for sharing something that we all are so good at hiding!!!ReplyDelete
Hooray for being human!! ;) Yes, it's deceiving with all the filters and crops, right?Delete
My husband says the same thing - I just need to choose to be happy. And in my head I know it's the genius choice that would make everything better, but my emotions seems to take longer to realize that that is a possibility. But I've definitely found that there's always something awesome that can be done with whatever I initially managed to 'mess up'. It was just a plot twist that I wasn't aware of when I started. Good luck, I love your blog. Very inspiring, both crafty and otherwise.ReplyDelete
You're the best for posting this!ReplyDelete
I still don't believe that they were a flop. I'm sure there was just a little slipped stitch or something. You make amazing things and it's good to know that sometimes you're almost human :). I think you should post a picture of them.