I have convinced myself that the seam ripper is my only true friend, and thus greatly appreciated! We meet every morning for our morning session: there's always a pile to work on, left over strips sewn together to separate if nothing else. If I can gather enough patience to do that I*ll probably start s-g new as well. Love sewing, and living alone it seems I have 25 hours a day to spend. I don't care about perfect, good enough will do, perfect would be just too boring and what will you do if you have nothing to learn?