I was making a baby blanket tonight on the sewing machine. I had been working on it for a few nights. Between breaking a few needles and having problems with the back side of the stitches, I was sweating and swearing. Just as I finished binding the edges, I looked up and saw that I had jjjjust the right amount of thread. There was barely any left. I did a fist pump and a little happy dance.
That’s awesome! I bought a sewing machine a few years ago with the idea that I would make a quilt… however I found out that I’m not so handy with it!