Last night was a late night – but a productive one. I kind of want to share more photos, but I also don’t want to ruin the surprise. I promise I’ll share more after the present is opened.
I got to hang out for the evening with Baby C’s mom, and it was a lot of fun – although we worked our tails off to get this project done. After I got home I was kicking myself for not taking any photos while we were working – there were giant circles of fabric all over the store’s floor – bright primaries and soft pastels.
I certainly have more than my fair share of to-do’s left on my to-do list, but as I learned long ago – sometimes you have to put the list down and do something creative – get lost in a completely different task – or hang out with friend. Sure, it was a gift for someone else, but it was a little bit for me as well. I challenged myself this year to connect back to my grandmother in ways that I did when I was younger, and I have. I’ve tackled some big projects this year – some a bit beyond my skill level and my time constraints. None of them are perfect, but they are really good. And as B said last night – “Perfect is the enemy of good.” Actually, maybe I didn’t quote that exactly right – like I said, it was a late night. But we both let go of perfect (since we know neither of us are) and we made something(s) really, really good. I ripped out a few more seams than she did, but I also brought cake to the class, so bonus points there.
I ate a slice of that cake for dinner last night at eleven o’clock, in a silent house with the Christmas tree lights still on, and a stack of unsent cards on the table, and then went to bed, full and satisfied.
Why didn’t we take pictures?!
Yes. Perfect is the enemy of good. You got it exactly right.