That song title, "Running to Stand Still" by U2 (Joshua Tree album) kept playing in my head several times. It's amazing how a song that applies to your situation just starts playing in your head like it's on a continuous loop.
I was frustrated today. I got up early to start sewing and ran into some big snags.
I have a new machine, and I forgot exactly how to adjust the tension and get it just right before I topstitch a quilt -- last weekend I actually read the directions first, so I had better luck.
Well, today I topstitched almost a quarter of the quilt, then saw the mess underneath -- nothing but puckers, puckers and more puckers.
So, I tore it all out and started over. Three to four hours lost.
Then, I tried to fix it, but only managed to adjust the tension the wrong way. It was pulling too much on the bottom -- so again, puckers.
Now I was mad. Let's just say there were more puckers on me than the blanket by the time I got this far.
Finally, I broke out the even feed presser foot. You don't have to know what that is, only that it feeds the fabric layers through the machine with a special tool.
I've been sewing a lot late this afternoon, and finally have quilt #2 almost top-stitched.
OK, I'm not standing still anymore.