I admit that I tend to use whatever thread is on hand for my piecing. I know, I know, were I a purist I’d insist on 100% cotton all the time but that stuff’s expensive and I’ve an abundance of readily available (read: cheap) thread from the aisles of the local Wally World just begging to be used up. Sue me.
I’ve been working on string blocks lately, so many in fact that I’m practically sewing them up in my sleep and it’s eating up the thread like a PMSing lady goes after chocolate. I’d used up the last of a spool of Gutermann (love it, miss the kidney I had to sell to pay for it all) and grabbed the next available spool which just happened to be Coats and Clark. Cue Lennie the Featherweight’s four alarm diva meltdown.
My stitches turned into total crap, complete with bird’s nests, skipped stitches, loop de loops and general all-around chaos. I checked the tension; I changed the needle. I even oiled him up like a centerfold for one of those manly-man calendars. Nada. Mind you, I’d already pre-wound seven million bobbins with the Coats and Clark. Well, okay only seven, but still it took for-ev-er.
So I unearthed my coveted and much-hoarded Gutermann and tried again.
Lennie got his knickers out of twist and onward we went.
I’ve still got a stack of blocks to square up but I like the look of what I’ve already finished.
And, on a side note, it might behoove you to check under the throat plate from time to time for any detritus. Look, I found a hairball!