I didn't learn a lot in the typical home Ec class. But the year I was a senior we had a new building (I was in one with K-12 until then!). The HomeEc room wasn't done so we found any vacant room. She taught us macramé (in 1970 was very popular) and crewel work. I took off - found my niche so to say. My mother was(is) a perfectionist. And she sewed and made beautiful things. I couldn't meet up to her standards so went to embroidery, counted cross stitch, hardanger etc. By the time I was 50 and we went on the road, my arthritis prevented me from continue stitching. so I got a machine and started sewing quilts (momma didn't do those!!) I ended up teaching her needlework and she showed me tricks on the machine. I still wish I could do more hand sewing but love playing with fabrics now. Anything to be creative.
DH knows that it is my therapy and leaves me alone!