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Getting it done, part 30: bird tees, mending, and a life update

It's March!  And life sure is marching right along, going by with so many things that my to-do list keeps getting pushed aside.  I hope that I am focusing on the people who are so important to me, although I do admit sometimes feeling frustrated that the projects I want to be working on are taking a back-seat. 

The love seat continues to wait. 

Smaller projects are coming out of the woodwork -- I sometimes think "I don't have anything to work on" but the reality is that my list of small projects has grown so long that it feels overwhelming, and to even begin thinking of the big project (loveseat) makes me resort to unproductive habits (thanks, internet and social media). 

In trying to use up the scraps from my elephant shirt, I managed to cut the fronts and backs for two tees for the girls.  Not enough for sleeves, though....and then as I was putting the tank tops together, I had the thought...."what if I put a geranium ruffle on these?"  And so I waited....and my sweet hubby encouraged me to go ahead and order a little bit more of that fabric so that the girls can have ruffles.  Now I'm waiting for the extra elephant fabric to come in the mail.  And along with it, four or five other fabrics that I really had no business ordering....and a multitude of projects added to the list. 

I managed to sew up a matching set of tees for me (jade) and the girls (flashback) out of red and white bird knit, and also a pair of unders for me.  



And the hashtags "marchisformending" and "mendmarch" have inspired me to get some mending done.  I try to do the mending as it arises, but I did find a pair of socks that was set aside a long time ago (like, more than five years ago) for re-purposing.  With my new-found knowledge of how to darn (thanks, instagram!), I put in a fuzzy pink spot that will hopefully felt up over time.  I also used some toweling/terry scraps to put an absorbent chicken applique patch on a threadbare hand towel -- hopefully this will extend its life for a little while. Also, lots of gluing things back together -- dollhouse furniture, hairbows, buttons on the grey chair, and the pocket of my winter coat. 



Some dear friends are preparing to welcome babies, so I also used up a little bit of my stash sewing a set of burp cloths for one baby and a simple blanket for the other.  Burp cloths are my go-to baby gift, because MY babies needed them so often that they turned into loveys.  However, the one baby's father is from Brazil, and this was the perfect opportunity to repurpose the pareo that I claimed from sweet hubby back in the days that we were dating (but haven't used at all recently). 


And I rounded out the set of gingham bathing suits -- one for the littlest niece, and one for "the baby".  

In non-making news, sweet hubby has stopped taking some of his allergy medicine as it hit the news cycle last week that the side effect of causing mental health problems had been under-reported.  He is still taking anti-anxiety medication, but hopefully at least one cause of the trouble has been eliminated. 

Sweet hubby's mom is in the hospital with some sort of pancreatic problem, perhaps (but hopefully not) a tumor.  We will not have any more information until probably Friday at best.  This leaves us both mentally planning what to do in the event that this turns into pancreatic cancer; it upends all semblance of life feeling normal.  Combined with the coronavirus and its effect on our finances....it's not wonderful news.  If you are the praying type, please say a prayer for sweet hubby's mom, for us to have wisdom, and for the strength to do the hard things that are necessary to do. 

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