Today’s submission will be more of a brief note. I am working on hemming a dress tonight, one I need to have done in the next few days for a wedding. I’ve never hemmed before and I’m nervous. It is time to cut the fabric and I am scared that I will make a mistake. I might completely ruin the dress and then what will I do?
But it is this fear that 1) Keeps this project interesting and 2) Pushes me to grow. I’ve never hemmed anything before. I’ve been privy to the process, watched my mom and aunts do it, but have never actually done it myself. I will never learn how to do it if I don’t try it, and I will most certainly learn the most by actually trying my hand at it. Especially on a project that has a deadline. I have to hem this today (and tomorrow, likely). I cannot put it off anymore, which is a good thing. Otherwise, I might have “learn to hem” on my list for a long, long while and never quite get around to it. With a deadlines, well, we’re getting around to it.
I am nervous, but beneath those nerves are an undercurrent of excitement. What if I do well? What if it works? Then I will have done something all on my own. I will have learned something I did not know a few days ago, I will have a new skill I didn’t have last week. Those are worth a few minutes of fear.