Originally Posted by Astramorgaine
I feel like that right now! I just want to left alone with my iron, sewing machine and inspiration. BUT reality sets in again, and I have to fold clothes(but the fabric is so much easier to fold and iron for some reason), cook food(even though everyone in my house has opposable thumbs and can work the dang stove) and clean up(you would think washing up is so simple a caveman could do it, but NOOOOOO) before I can rearrange those patches of fabric into my own creation. *sigh*
I too live in a house just like this! I get 100 interruptions for oh a sandwich.. hello, the bread is where it was last time.. and laundry? it would grow mold before anyone else touched it. My sweetpea little 18 yr old soldier girl will see I am entranced in my quilting and say.. momma.. can you make me some tea? hello kitchen ten feet to your left Private! nope mom drops what she is doing.. fifty times. I do get anxious and usually when that happens I have to rip fifty more seams. Its like HEY I am almost done! Six more seams! then .. I start messing up. In the effort to speed it up, I slow it down. Any secrets to stop that please let me know.