over the last few years, i've noticed that my craft productivity is directly correlated with my stress level. the more stressed out i am, the less creative i am. for the first time in months and months, i felt the urge to sew and to complete some pending household projects. i finally unpacked my serger, plugged in my sewing machine, and sewed a throw pillow for the couch.
it's a strange feeling to do an activity so familiar after such a long stretch a time. i half expected to completely botch up my very basic project. but aside from the usual issues with threading my serger, turns out sewing is sort of like riding a bicycle.
