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JLCecilia
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I knew this would happen, but I think there’s some sick part of me that just wanted to set mom up to fail, again. It all started back in January when DS had western day at school and he came home asking for chaps like all of his friends. I got online and found a tutorial and put it on my ‘to-do someday’ list. I mentioned it to my mom b/c I know she has more time and resources than I do, so she accepted my request to make them.
9 months later, still no chaps. She keep saying that she needs to measure them, but everytime we’re together, she sluffs it off. I know bottom line is she just doesn’t want to make them. I mean, not really. She would LOVE more than anything to be THAT gramma that makes all kinds of cool stuff for her grandkids, but she just lacks the discipline to see anything through.
In the last few weeks she has called and emailed me with every update: decided to order the pattern; pattern didn’t work, back to square one; when can I arrange a visit to measure him; I need a pair of his pants for template. I finally just replied that she could send me the fabric and the pattern and I’d make it myself. I didn’t think I’d have time with a new baby, but as it turns out, I do.
Understandably she was little stung at my response, so now she’s telling me ‘I’ll be happy to send this to you, but it’s not as easy as you think. I’ll get this to you so you can see what you’re getting into.’ All I said was ‘ok.’ I’m sure it’s not as hard as she thinks it is, the hardest part is deciding to just dig in an do it. Sheesh.
9 months later, still no chaps. She keep saying that she needs to measure them, but everytime we’re together, she sluffs it off. I know bottom line is she just doesn’t want to make them. I mean, not really. She would LOVE more than anything to be THAT gramma that makes all kinds of cool stuff for her grandkids, but she just lacks the discipline to see anything through.
In the last few weeks she has called and emailed me with every update: decided to order the pattern; pattern didn’t work, back to square one; when can I arrange a visit to measure him; I need a pair of his pants for template. I finally just replied that she could send me the fabric and the pattern and I’d make it myself. I didn’t think I’d have time with a new baby, but as it turns out, I do.
Understandably she was little stung at my response, so now she’s telling me ‘I’ll be happy to send this to you, but it’s not as easy as you think. I’ll get this to you so you can see what you’re getting into.’ All I said was ‘ok.’ I’m sure it’s not as hard as she thinks it is, the hardest part is deciding to just dig in an do it. Sheesh.