Want to watch my head blow up? Give me a math problem.
It isnâ€™t like I enjoy having my short comings posted here each day, but pounding out words right now seems easier than adding up numbers.
Between Ken and the interweb I can learn all sorts of things. I find it amazing that I can google a question and 2 billion responses come up in a matter of nano seconds. AND, I can ask Ken the same question and get almost as many responses. Then it is up to me to filter through these options to find exactly what I need and more importantly â€” what I understand.
I have decided to make fitted sheets for the bed in the van. The bed is an odd size and in two pieces so I canâ€™t just go buy one. So, I think how hard can that be for a quilter like me? I am an expert at cutting up fabric up and piecing it back together. The catch for this is, I never use a pattern, or follow directions when I make a quilt; especially written ones.
I might be able to follow a video, better yet, sitting by someone doing it helps, but even that is hard. My learning style is to jump in and wing it. Good news is I am persistent. I will try, fail, try again, fail again, try again, cry, try, cry, fail, yell fuck it, try again, and then TA-DAâ€¦ I have something that works, and can walk away with my head held high. (most of the time).
All this to say, the actual task of making a fitted sheet is giving me more problems than you would think.
First challenge â€” the vans bed is in two sections and one sheet over them wonâ€™t work, (or will it)? We have to take the bed apart each day if we want to use the van for anything other than sleeping. So, I need to make two sheetsâ€¦(or do I)?
Then I need to figure out how much fabric I need â€” including seem allowance and depth and well the math stuff. Lucky for me I have Ken to help me here. BUT, I need to understand it, so I can â€œseeâ€ it, so I can â€œdoâ€ it.
Then, worse than folding a fitted sheet, is sewing one, with elastic and such in the cornersâ€¦.andâ€¦. without warning, BOOM!
The lights just went out.
This isnâ€™t as bad as that one stupid quilt I tried to paper piece and ended up in tears over. (Yet.)
I like to think of myself as a skilled and useful member of society – and still, nothing can shut me down faster than math.