I have gotten all the seams done on my current hand-sewing project, and the hem at the neck and one of the arm-hole hems is started and my hands hate me. Lots. (Jewelry pliers are fantastic for pulling needles through four layers of muslin. Or in the case of the hems I’ve started on, eight layers.)
Also, I have watched a complete season of Leverage today. Plus the first episode of the next. Three more seaons of Leverage to go. And the bottom hem, a second arm-hole hem, and the rest of the first arm-hole hem to get through.
My hands are going to be screaming agony by the end of the week, but it will be worth it. Because I will have a nice light weight sleeveless thing to wear under the sixty pounds of buttons and damask fabric at Philcon, so I am less likely to overheat.
(Next bit of screaming agony: finishing sewing the buttons onto the coat. There’s a reason I gave up my embroidery and mostly gave up hand-sewing, and this is it. On the other hand, all cotton. Including the thread. No itchy synthetics.)
(Also, on the subject of Leverage – I would like to punch Jim Sterling in his smug bastard face. He’s got very pretty suits, and if he just shut up and sat there, he might be aesthetically pleasing. But damn if he’s not the kind of person I’d gladly break ribs of if given the opportunity. As a character, he’s growing on me, though. He’s really great as a character. And I still want to break his face. Breaking it with a baseball bat may be better than employing my already cranky hands, though.)



