Almost 3 years ago, before I worked at my current job, while my old job was a dwindling paycheck and source of actual job material, my oldest friend Andrew commissioned me to do a job. I was asked to make a baby quilt for a friend of his, who, if I remember correctly, I also went to middle school with, but wasn’t super well acquainted with at the time so only vaguely remember. I’m better at saying no than I used to be, but still not very good, and I’m always a sucker to help out a good friend. Did I mentioned Andrew is my oldest friend and I owe him many missed birthdays and other things and just generally he’s a great person, so despite the fact that it had been years since I last made a quilt, I’d only ever made two, those were assisted by my mom, and I had access to better sewing equipment and 24/7 personal assistance from my mom, I agreed to do it.
It took far too long, with machine mishaps along the way and using reinforcement material for super stretchy baby onesies that I had little to no idea how to work with, but I finally got that thing done. The backing is the same color as the blue border, a perfect cookie monster blue, and despite being nowhere close to perfect (I will be my own worst critic because I saw every crooked stitch line and misaligned seam), it’s a pretty solid looking piece of work. I’m mailing it out today, unbeknownst to the recipient who probably thinks by now that I’ve died and forgotten all about this.
I don’t plan on doing a project like this in a long while, as quilting is not much my chosen “thing.” I much prefer knitting and would like to try my hand at some basic sewn clothing, but it’s nice to know I can still do it.