Sewing Messes

I am learning . . . I THINK I am learning to be content in whatever state I'm in . . . Ina big mess happily sewing away, an "interrupted" state with caring for my babies and family in between my seams . . . or not being able to sew for days or weeks . . . or to sew organized without mess.

No, on second thought, I'm don't pass these tests very well.

. . . But I am trying.

As you can see from the picture, I can sew happily in a mess . . . In fact, this is what I how I often find myself doing it.

I can spread out . . . And sort as I sew . . . One pile, all the way to the left, beside the left grey tote are the larger pieces of fabric that need cutting into useable strips.  I can pull fabric out either side of me . . . As I chose what colors to use and what size would be good to use where.  Does this sound confusing? . . . I have spent several years perfecting this technique.  This is fun.  Though it is more fun sewing pieces together, when I take the time to sort by size and cut into strips before I sit down and "go to town".

Right now, I am trying to use up fabric that I have accumulated the past couple years . . .

I am so get the greatest sense of satisfaction, making choices of color and textures . . . I feel like I have been created to do this . . .

And without further editing . . . Here ya go . . . Part of me . . . Oh, and Jeremiah isn't sewing, he is fixing my serger . .
And I don't always sew in such chaotic drama . . . But probably more often than not 😉.