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A Day of Reckoning

I finished the last bit of binding on my newest quilt last night. It should be a moment of joy and gladness, right? Nope. It's a moment of fear and sadness, folks. All because of this-

Terrifying, isn't it? Let's take a closer look.


About a year ago, I was just starting a new quilt. I used an unfamiliar iron at a sew day or retreat or something. And it vomited rusty, filthy water onto my quilt block. It would have maybe taken half an hour to unpick a couple of seams and replace those two dirty squares of fabric. Half an hour, use a different iron and I would have been done with it. No more fear. No more anxiety. But, I'm not the sort of person to confront my problems head on. I'm the kind of person who likes to ignore my problems and hope that they go away. Hasn't worked for me ever but I'm not ready to give up on the strategy yet. I thought, "I'm sure that will wash out." and tossed it onto the small stack of finished blocks.

I had another chance to fix the problem when it was time to sew all the blocks together. I put them all up on my design wall. Arranged and rearranged them. I remembered the iron vomit, stared at it for awhile, and thought, "I'm sure that will wash out." I left it in the quilt. Sure, I took out another block that I didn't think had enough contrast and made a replacement block for it but I left the potentially stained block. It would have taken maybe an hour to make another block. I had fabric. I had time. I am an idiot.

Speaking of being an idiot, who commits to hand quilting a quilt that may already be stained? Me. Instead of spending a day quickly machine quilting it, I choose to spend two weeks quilting it by hand- staring at that iron vomit the entire time and thinking, "I'm sure that will wash it, And if it doesn't, it's for my kid, anyway. She probably stain it with something grosser the day I give it to her."

So, here I am. The quilt I have been working on for a year (on and off) is in the washer. I pre-treated, I threw in color catchers (not for the stain but because I always do when washing a quilt for the first time), I added OxyClean. Lots of OxyClean. Now there is nothing to do but anxiously wait and see if it actually does wash out. Keep your fingers crossed for me. I'll let you know how it turns out.


Jessica said…
you're not an idiot. your quilt has a story, and a good one. Now all it needs is to be cuddled and loved. <3
Jessica said…
(p.s. thanks for posting about your blog post on ig, I never read blogs anymore, but I'm glad I took the time today. I miss it too)
Jenny said…
I don't think you're an idiot, either! How did it wash up?
Jenny said…
I don't think you're an idiot, either! How did it wash up?

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