Many of my summer clothes have holes or stains. They need to be replaced or repaired. I thought maybe some store would be having an end of summer sale. But I felt too HOT to get in the HOT car and drive anywhere. (Also, no fun to do these things with three kids in tow, and they would have been in tow.) So I looked online and every store I looked at was sold out of the items I thought I might want for this prolonged summer weather.
So then I went downstairs to my fabric stash and found some of the rayon challis that I bought over a year ago. And it felt so nice and cool and silky that right then and there I made it into a skirt in 45 minutes flat. I didn't even make a pattern. I just ironed it, folded it, hemmed it here and there added some elastic and Voilà! Skirt! You'll wonder, so here it is:
There's the critical part of me that says: Um, it looks like kind of funny; like maybe tuckered where it shouldn't be? And why didn't you put in any pockets? And maybe a slit on the other side? That would make it better.
And then, there's the part of me that just felt happy to have a nice, silky (not too hot skirt) in 45 minutes without further fuss and complain and critique and extra money and shipping and so on. It think I'll grab that satisfied version of myself and let go of the other one. I'm not so talented at this Hakuna Matata attitude. I especially can't let go of my perfectionist tendencies on big things, but sometimes I forget that I CAN choose to let go them on little things. And when I DO let go on the little things, I can (still) be happy.
