It is another beautiful, fall day in the Midwest. Our Eastern neighbors are evacuating because of Hurricane Florence. Our Western neighbors are doing the same for Hurricane Olivia. I’ve put chili in the crock pot and ready to dig through the “collections” which are scattered throughout my office. I am trying to avoid using the word “hoard,” but I’m only fooling myself.
I honestly wanted to run out of there and do anything but this daunting task. I keep remembering that I have a schedule I want to stick with to have my first prototype completed by the end of October. While that seems like a long ways off, it really isn’t. I’m seeing Christmas trees to remind me of this.
First, I went back upstairs to the attic thinking I had a few more boxes to go through. Thankfully I don’t, because today is warmer than yesterday and it is an uncomfortable temperature up there. I was also trying to ignore the pain in my back and arms from yesterday’s purge.
Back to the office where I sort through the “collection” of material I’ve amassed in the past decade. I was happy to find more than just holiday material and believe I have enough to make at least 3 prototypes. Remember, it is only a hoard if I have no plans to use it.
My sister brought over some apron patterns to choose from and I’m close to deciding which one and how much material it will take for each. I want one without ties that will simply go over the top of someone’s head and flatten at the neckline. It’s important that it be easily removed by the caretaker.
On to the sewing notions I didn’t know I had. I have enough beads, bias tape, elastic cording, Velcro, D-rings, lace and such that I was able to come up with several ideas on how to piece this together. My sister and I agreed that I will definitely need lining to stiffen up the material in front, I’ll need to investigate just which product that will prop up all that I plan to attach to the apron.
What does all of this have to do with today’s blog title? Well, as I sat in the center of my office, I was surrounded with all of these pieces to a puzzle that will be a Fidget Apron. That feeling of being totally overwhelmed and thoughts of failing started to enter my mind. Truly I’ve made it so that if I do fail, I’ve lost nothing but my time and a bit of pride.
Then I looked up and had forgotten I had leaned a picture against the wall a few days back. It simply says “Believe”