This morning, I woke up while it was still dark out. I tried to get back to sleep for an hour. I turned on the fan. I flipped over. I got out of bed, went downstairs, came back upstairs, drank some water, got back into bed. Put all the covers on me. Got too hot. Threw out a leg to catch the fan. Got too cold.

Finally, I decided to get out of bed. Mr. Thor has to work today, so I will have 6 free hours to sew. But that time is already reserved for a specific project, and I have something else I want to work on. So at 6 am, I was in my craft room in my pajamas, cutting fabric. The iron and ironing board is in our bedroom, so I was pressing my fabric in the dim first light, trying not to wake up my husband. I pressed my 1/4″ seams open by feel, moving the tip of the iron against my fingernails to try to avoid a burn.

I almost finished what I got up to work on. I debated whether or not to do it, but then I decided it was the only way. I made a belt last night, and technically that is my first foray into the realm of making clothing. Although it’s in the accessory category, it’s still worn on the body. I made one last night, and although I was mostly happy with it, there were three mistakes that made it into the final project. Nobody but me would probably even notice them, but they were enough to have me up early, thinking about a good way to work them out of the next version.

So, I’m about to tackle the last portion of the belt, and I really hope that I am happier with Travel Belt 2.0. Then, I still have a few glorious hours remaining to work on whatever I want.