I've got a friend who owns a really big truck, it's called the Ultimate Bohemouth (spelling?). This friend just accepts the fact that because he owns this huge truck, people will ask him for help moving. It just goes with the territory. The same is true for a seamstress or artist. When I art directed events at Disneyland, people assumed that I should be the one to twist the streamers at their kid's birthday party. Obviously. Because I sew, I can make anything. There's only one way to make an item of clothing, so I should know how much fabric it takes etc. Do you get this too? Being a seamstress also makes me a little dumb. I tend to agree to making the things people ask for. I always say I'll do it if I get enough time, then I get the supplies at the last minute and spend long nights crying away at my sewing machine, kicking myself for saying yes in the first place.
As you may have guessed, I'm having one of these experiences now. I am currently working on a Star Trek costume for a friend. It's the worst pattern I've ever used, the worst instructions, and I thought I was only making a jacket when I agreed 6 months ago. No, I'm making a jacket, pants and a belt. Thank goodness they didn't bother sending the pattern for the tunic or I'd be making that too. I got the so-called instruction booklet on Monday night and this costume needs to be mailed and received by Tuesday. I spent all of yesterday cutting it out, what a nightmare. I could go on & on about how bad this project is. I'll just stop while I'm ahead. I just wanted to give you a little piece of advice, just say NO!
May the force be with you, errrr Beam me up, Scotty. Please!
p.s. Thanks Jenn for letting me vent about this to you last night.