Dumping out the bucket

I have been thinking about bucket lists lately ever since my middle son shared his with me. It had things like Climb Kilimanjaro and sail around the Mediterranean crossed out, and a whole lot of things no mother wants a kid to do left on.


I also read this in the Huffington Post this morning and decided it's time.


Here is what I am dumping out:

• I will never knit an afghan out of left-over sock yarn. I will either throw those scraps out (Grandma the Depression is over) or knit Barbie tube dresses for the little girls. You can decide yourself what is more likely.
• I will never learn to do or apply hand-made buttonholes. With all due respect Claire Shaffaer (and I do respect you) are you nuts?
• Drape, draft, or fit a custom pants pattern. Make my own pants pattern. Thanks Style Arc.
• Make monogrammed machine embroidered pillow cases for the whole house. The People's Republic is taking care of that.
• Actually sew only from my enormous stash for a whole year. Not when fabric buying is my number one stress reduction technique.
• Sew a properly tailored suit. Have thought about it but since all my energy is going into moving my work life to a from home/online basis this makes no sense. Never did actually.
• Learn to use all aspects of my Wild Ginger software. OK maybe if I were stranded on a desert island that had a power outlet. But it's the sewing part I like.

O.K.  I am sure I will think of a lot more to add to this list today.

But over to you.

That's always more interesting.