Say it ain't so, sister.

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I found this video.  When not looking over serger, motorcycle, cleaning motivational, musical, or other videos, it's sewing videos.  And, there are certain women, usually, who catch my attention.  She is, and has been, a favorite.  Been thinking about getting into sewing for... a decade?  No, I didn't discuss it.  The other machine I have, I am sure, will be fine, in time.  But, to start out, it just went too fast.  And only seems to have one speed.  So... no.  That would be like getting on a 1250 cc bike, for my first jalopy.  No.  NO!

Anyway.  I didn't see this one until now.  *sigh*  Oh, it wouldn't have mattered.  I was going in, when the opportunity presented, and it presented, so I went in.  Reminds me of back when I dated.  A lot.  *laughs*  Yes, I... laughed.  But, she absolutely nailed it.  Now, I was ready for some of it.  And, with an engineering mind, or at times aimed and trained that way, I... do think ahead.  Needles, practice materials, thread... and of various colors and materials, this and that.

However, in no way was I prepared for the tidal wave of needs.  Space being as big a need as notions, expendables, and equipment.  And I haven't even gotten into fabrics yet!  Let alone what to put the fabrics in... bins... and better of various sizes.  As well as a means of storing and sorting patterns.  Oh, on and on and on.  You could... spend a fortune on just getting set up, before ever placing an actual stitch.  Or... a functional one?  Right.

Well, and... that doesn't even include mock-ups, if you go that way.  Or blocker or sloper creations.  Those are... sort of... custom (initially to self) skin patterns.  As in, no allowances or ease.  A topographical representation of one's body.  From which the, a, pattern may be drafted.  Made in a more lasting material so as to be used over and over again.  Or that, but with ease and seam allowances.  Why the two types?  I haven't heard that part of the story yet.  Mostly likely, one was created, probably the block.  But other people didn't like the way that was, and having to create seam allowances and ease, so just redid the notion to be a cut and go system.  No more added steps.  That's my guess.

Anyway...  Sewing is eating up the upstairs.  On the good side, it has been requiring some neatness and some continued work.  More yet to do, especially when the new tables and else arrives.  But, with the new tables, and topper materials/devices, I should be able to more readily work with patterns.  I won't be drafting my own patterns, maybe ever, but certainly not soon.  I will, however, have to adjust.  I have an odd body.  I am fat, but not like the really fat guys, I have muscle, but am not a musclehead.  I'm a tweener.  A fat muscle guy, or am more now.  Protein is your friend, if a bad heart will keep the metabolism too low to burn as much fat as should be the case.  Stuck.

Sometime this week, the rest should be in.  Then it is back to setting things up, organizing a bit more, and maybe starting.  If it goes back to heat, I'm not sure how much will get done.  Though, maybe upstairs, where it is cooler, I could do some work.  Dunno.  Just telling you?  If you get into this hobby, it may well consume you.  It has drained my coffers, perplexed the heck out of me, strained my abilities, and vision, and pushed me to sleepless nights.  And I haven't even opened one of the patterns (this time) yet.  Pajamas will be the first.  Probably just bottoms.  I prefer tshirts for sleeping shirts, when I go with pj bottoms.  Hmm, I may pick up enough tshirt material, and thread if that is different, when I pick up the serger... which will be this week too.

Crazy, baby.  Seriously.  But... I am so looking forward to making clothes that fit, from materials I like, with features I prefer, from tshirts to cargo pants to capes if I want something silly.  Well, and a few quilts.  First, indoor bedding quilts.  Then hammock quilts.  Perhaps on to tents, backpacks, hammocks, and who knows what else.  These are good enough tools that I might make a little income off this.  Not a lot, but some.  Just have to be careful of people who want custom tailoring for pennies on the dollar.  If you find a customer who is willing to pay right, that isn't actually a customer.  That is what I would call a patron.  The value isn't there, for most people.  And, really, it isn't there for the wealthy.  They just have to find a way to burn money, I guess.

No, my mother?  She seemed to be able to sew with next to nothing.  She was willing to work her fingers to the bone.  She loved to sew, often with lessor equipment, just enough materials, always having to make do with what was on hand, or even begging, borrowing, and stealing to do things.  But she had next to nothing, and had to reuse bobbins, or else.  She had next to nothing, and could make wonderful things.  Time, too, was not her friend.  She had so many things to do... impossible.  She definitely did her best, and it was enough.  Always on the fringe though.  Still, appreciated for her efforts.  Not always at the time, and more as I and others have learned things.  But... better late than never?

It is about 75 out there, still 100% (the meter is buried way past the 100% mark actually).  I would guess it is, as I have suggested, no were near as humid as that thing reads.  So, when it actually gets humid, the thing just... goes a bit overboard.  It says 56% in here.  Anyway... I'll... get to other things.  Breakfast?  Sure.  Later.