...when nothing works out the way it should?
I got my first block for the Fat Quarter Shop mystery BOM, and it shouldn't have been that hard, but everything that could go wrong did go wrong. I stitched the wrong fabrics together, stitched fabrics facing the wrong way (ie. back of one to the front of the other), had the blocks oriented the wrong way...then when I thought I had it all worked out, one of the points just would not go together right. I unpicked it about 8 times, and its still not right. But I give up, there is obviously something wrong with the block involved, and it just doesn't want to play fair...so this is my finished block, slightly imperfect, but then, no one is perfect anyway. I remember reading somewhere that the Amish, I think, deliberately stitch mistakes into things like quilts because no one is meant to be perfect. So this is where I'm at, one slightly imperfect but otherwise beautiful block.
Bella has been her usual helpful self today, precariously positioning herself on top of my quilt when I have it draped over the machine (to stop her sitting on the front side). The good news is that the Falling Star quilt is almost finished; I've quilted all the way to one end, and only have a few rows of quilting to go at the other.