
Last night was the last beginner's sewing class. Because I finished my pajama pants at home I brought in something else to work on. My friend Paul had obtained four pairs of slacks that were too short and he asked if I could let down the hems (including some cuffs). I said sure! I wasn't sure if I'd run into something unexpected so I brought them to class.
Others worked on different projects. Linda passed out cute little measuring tapes as last-class gifts. She also brought out patterns we could buy and some we could just take if we wanted. The free ones were elderly - "vintage", as she called them. I took a couple of those and bought 11 of the others at $1 each. I also bought a lovely pair of sewing shears - see below.

After diddling around with patterns and so on I set to work on the slacks. Most of my time was spent taking out stitching and ironing the new hem up. I decided to use the blind hem stitch, which is pretty much the same as the one I had on my last sewing machine, years ago. Except that on this machine I got to use a special presser foot that made it easier to do the hem well. Even with this help I missed bits of each hem and had to go over them again. No biggie, though. By the end of the class I had finished two pairs of slacks and they both looked good. I felt good. I think that being in a separate place gave me more of an inclination to do this work, to take the time, too, as opposed to sitting at home, susceptible to interruption and distraction.
One of the young girls was making more mistakes and had to rip out a lot of what she'd done. Somebody asked why she kept doing this and she said she did not know. I said, to the class in general, that in junior high I had done just terribly. I hadn't even finished the apron, and my seams were horrifying. Another woman in the class said her junior high sewing experience was so traumatic she went through years of therapy because of it and she is just now, with Linda's help, coming out of it (of course there was a hint of exaggeration here). The girls' mother said this is why she wanted her children in this class, so they wouldn't have to go through that. And Linda told the story of some young girls in another class of hers where the moms were the problem. It was a kick, having that conversation.
Today I finished off the other two pairs of slacks. This is good experience. On one pair I needed to do a new overcast stitch on the raw edge, which was also good experience.
All of these positive experiences have given me confidence. I went through the patterns and chose one I decided to make. It's a fleece pullover with zipper and pocket and collar. More than I have been doing up to this point. But I read through the instructions and I feel I can do it. So I went out to get material and notions and I am ready to start.