Challenge Update: Week 19

Making progress, in little five-minutes chunks of time between scalawag crises.

Challenge Rule 1: Buy No Clothes/Don’t Covet

I didn’t buy any clothes this week, wasn’t even tempted.

Honestly, my new sewing machine kept me busy with little things here and there, giving new life to plenty of items that I feel like I have a closet full of new things!!

There is one thing, though, that I desperately need: a sunhat. I have an old one which is soooo cute, but for some reason has shrunk (I refuse to believe that my head has gotten bigger. I just don’t see how that is possible!) That now too-small hat gives me a nasty headache when I wear it, and I need to wear it because I come from a long line of red-haired, freckle faced people with extremely sensitive skin.

For this reason, I have been coveting people’s hats this week. I just now had the idea that I could try to MacGyver the hat and add a little gusset here or there…it can’t hurt to try, seeing as how it is causing me so much heartache as it currently stands!!

Challenge Rule 2: The Inventory

With the scalawags out of school again due to the shutdown, my “black this, black that” purge was put on hold. I’ll be honest, I am reticent to discard anything right now, since my Buy No Clothes in 2021 resolution has lit a fire in me to refashion so much of my old stuff. It feels like everything is fair game for a refashion these days!!

Challenge Rule 3: Go-To Catalogue:

I’m almost considering retiring this rule. Consistent Mise en Place has rendered it almost moot, however I wonder if when season changes come about I won’t be happy to have a few reminders of things that worked.

Challenge Rule 4: Mise en Place/Plan Ahead:

Yes, I am still addicted. Yes, I want to write a book about this. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Challenge Rule 5: Repair and Mend, Alter when Necessary:

I snuck in several little sewing projects here and there while my boys were otherwise occupied this week.

I bought a pair of jeans last year which I have worn 75 times for a CPW of 0.40€. They are great, I love them and honestly winter without them would have been poorer for it. However, they fit a little weird in the ankles. Just a little, so I never bothered do anything about it. But…I have a new sewing machine and I wanted to see how it would work on denim. It’s nothing to write home about, but I dared alter them and wore them three days in a row.

Also, I did an absolutely useless and slightly stressful tailoring job on my chambray shirt:

If you can spot the difference, I owe you a coffee.

Still can’t find it? I shortened the shoulder placket from 5 inches to 4.5 inches. Why? I don’t know. I wanted to try it.

I have big plans for this week in the refashioning category, provided that my scalawags can go to school. My sewing machine is a dreamboat with whom I am longing to spend some uninterrupted time in my Boudoir, if you know what I mean…

Round up

The Challenge is on target. That strange feeling of happiness crept in this week when I looked at how I have managed to keep on track in spite of the setbacks. There is great power in deciding you are going to accomplish something that, while not life-alteringly difficult (like climbing Mount Everest), still requires significant discipline, and then seeing it through. I didn’t expect happiness to be a result.

I was pretty sure contentment would result, but this strange feeling of happiness has caught me flat-footed on multiple occasions. I don’t think I’ve ever been able to say without reserve that anything has made me happy before.

In Other News:

My novel writing and querying was put on hold because I had nearly zero working hours to chip away at it. I mentioned last week that I had some paralyzing self-esteem issues: I think that this week away from the ability to query has been a necessary evil so that I could let those issues run their course in my heart.

I have been forced to start defining for myself what success actually means to me. Just that question right there opened a can of worms which kept me occupied while sitting at skateparks watching my boys do daredevil stunts. I wouldn’t have taken the time to start thinking about this if I had had the time to write or query. Like I said. Necessary evil.

Published by Lily Fields

I am passionate about contentment. This is a challenge, because I am equally passionate about progress. I get up at 4:00AM to chip away at a solution to this monolithic problem: how to make progress on my contentment. Born and raised in the USA, I married a French philosophy teacher in 1999. We have lived in France since 2007. We stayed young and carefree until life threw us two curveballs in the form of little humans one after another in 2015 and 2017 respectively. Now I am a slightly older, slightly more exhausted version of myself, but with mystery stains on my walls and a never-ending pile of laundry.

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