Last week I was only able to complete one project and it was a doozy.
Murphy's Law was operating: "things will be done the incorrect way first if there is more than one possible way to do it." (Contrary to popular belief, it isn't "everything that can go wrong will go wrong". That's Finagle's Law. Murphy's Law is similar, but more optimistic. I didn't know that, but I recently read it in a book by popular know-it-all Dr. Karl, by the way.)
Anyway, in the giant pile of clothes I got from Freecycle, I got this shiny jean skirt festooned with square mother-of-pearl buttons. I loved it. It had the potential to be really cute.
It had a lot of problems with it. It was uncomfortably high-waisted and too long--it looked dowdy. It was also designed for someone with much larger hips than mine, and even with that extra allowance, the seams on the hips had ripped open. On the front, it also had extra darts to make room for a rotund belly. I have a bit of a belly, but thankfully a full-on bubble belly allowance isn't required just yet. This picture is at a bad angle, but you can see some of the problems with it, including the belly bubble.

And no, I'm not wearing a white undershirt--I really am that freakin' white. Seriously, it's a handicap here in the land down under the hole in the ozone layer.
Errors:
1. Repaired the original torn seams, only to cut them off a few minutes later after marking where the new fitted seams should be.
2. Accidentally left a pin in, scooped up the whole lot to put it away, stabbed about 1/2 cm of pin into my thumb. Bled, cried, et cetera.
3. Painstakingly ripped out the darting on the belly, only to cut off the entire darted area because the ideal waistline was below the darts anyway.
4. Spent 45 minutes folding and refolding the new waistline because I couldn't get the two pieces on either side of where the zipper would go to line up evenly. After all that time, realise I hadn't cut it straight and one side was 1 cm longer than the other. No wonder it wouldn't line up straight!
5. This was my first zipper. I pinned it and sewed it into place, then realised I'd put some of the stitches in the path of the zipping mechanism, and it wouldn't zip up. Had to tear it out.
6. Sew it back in, crookedly. Had to tear it out.
Here's the end result! The shiny fabric kind of emphasizes my poogy belly a bit, but usually the shirt I am wearing covers that up so it isn't really an issue. TA DA!!

I just did the washing, and as I hung this skirt on the line I noticed that the seams on the hips had come open in the wash. Sigh...will it never end?