My FNSI was not all that it was cracked up to be. I didn't get done what I hoped to get done. I had no idea what I was getting into.
My Aunt Nicci went through her projects recently and brought over a kit my mom had bought for her years ago ya know - back when rocks were soft and mist was in the air. Nicci said she would never stitch it, and she hoped mom might be able to exchange it for something else. I knew this project. It happens to be hanging on our living room wall.
Unfortunately, the finished one is destined to go to live with my sister the Glamazon someday. So I decided in my infinite wisdom that I would make it for myself to go along with the stitched masterpiece my mom is leaving to me.
I thought, "FNSI - alright - I'll listen to Harry Potter, crack this baby open and get started!" Bum-Bum-Bum "OH MY!!! There is so much floss. And they all appear to be the same color!!!" I spent all night separating my floss and didn't ever get to poke my needle through my fabric. Wah!!!
When I finally got up this morning okay mom - this afternoon I spent an hour and a half separating my floss the right way since I messed them all up last night using the wrong light. Guess mom was right again about needing direct sunlight and a white piece of paper as a backdrop.