About two years ago, I fell in love with some fabric at the store - it was an elegant looking pinkish brownish upholstery sort of fabric that screamed it wanted to be a purse. And right nearby was the perfect pink lining. Conveniently, I found the perfect pattern on the rack next to the fabric. That was the end of the serendipity of this project!
It has been nothing but one problem after another. First of all, this pattern is way more complicated than it has to be. Of course I didn't realize that until I had all the pieces cut out! I bought all of the supplies I needed but then proceeded to lose them during the project and had to repurchase.
In the midst of all of this, I was renovating my studio and tossing out (sharing) unloved, unwanted projects that were never going to be completed - at least by me. So why didn't this one go? Pure pigheadedness on my part. I am determined, for some reason, to not be defeated by this one. I want this purse! I want this purse if it takes me five years to complete. It's not so much that I want the purse but that I want to finish it. It's like a mountain I want to climb - I don't even care about getting to the top any more - I just want to say I did it. It sits there taunting me, laughing at my sewing ineptitude. I also believe, perhaps somewhat irratioanally, that it is the key to finally getting my room organized. It's the one hold over project from the old room. I feel somehow if I can complete this project, everything else will fall into place. Silly? Maybe, maybe not. I guess I will just have to finish it and find out!