All Day Son! All Day!

If you have never watched the television show The New Girl, I highly recommend that you do.  I love Zooey Deschanel and the rest of the cast.  I love that Zooey’ s character, Jess, randomly breaks out in song, is clumsy and ditzy and I love her wardrobe most of all.  I also randomly break out in song, am clumsy and ditzy and I really wish I could dress like Jess every day.  Although I love Jess, I have a special little place in my heart for Max Greenfield’ s character, Schmidt.  I love the hilarity that ensues whenever he is disgusted by something his roommates do.  The episode with the towel that he and Nick have been unknowingly sharing (you have to watch it to truly appreciate it) is one of my favorites.  My most favorite is the Thanksgiving episode where Jess is trying to parent trap her parents, played by Jamie Lee Curtis and Rob Reiner.  My favorite part is when Schmidt’s cousin, played by Rob Riggle, and Schmidt are in a competition to see who is the Real Schmidt.  During their competition, they start saying, “I could do this all day son!  All day!  All day son!” and they keep saying it.  Now, anytime my hubby and I hear anyone say “all day”, we have to start repeating the lines.

I was starting to work on some aprons I’m making out of jeans.  As I’m sewing, along with the feelings of elation that the sewing is going so well, I immediately hear in my head, “All day son!  All day!”  I had to stop and post because this idea wouldn’t go away.  What is in your head when you are creating?  I suffer from anxiety and depression and so I have to be careful that I’m staying positive and not letting self-doubt dictate my day.  I love all types of music, but I don’t listen to country music because often the themes discussed are heavy and will bring me down fast.  I love reading, but stick to romance novels or books about sewing because anything that has darker issues can affect my mood.  I don’t like scary movies because it is hard for me to come down from the extra anxiety produced by the film and I hate when I finally return to my normal state only to wake up in the middle of the night with my heart pumping from a movie induced nightmare.

When I am sewing, I listen to upbeat music and I keep my thoughts positive.  I have learned to love my seam ripper, instead of dreading when I have to use it.  If my sewing goes wonky, instead of immediately ripping out the weird stitches, I take a step back, breathe and try to find a solution that doesn’t involve starting over.  Sometimes the answer to uneven stitching is to think of your sewing as an algebra problem.  Do the same thing on the other side, and it doesn’t look so weird.  Sewing has been so good for me because I force myself to see the positives and I do my best to ignore the negatives.  Sometimes there is no other answer than to start over.  But that is okay too.  Just because you aren’t where you thought you’d be, doesn’t mean you’re not where you should be.  Every stitch ripped out is a lesson learned.  Breathe deep and keep sewing.  ‘Cause you can do this all day.  All day son!  All day!