I’m sure you’ve had that feeling. That feeling that follows when you’ve done something that you put some heart, time, and effort into and it ended up being in vain? Well I’m having that feeling.

I finished my gnome rag quilt a few weeks ago. I LOVED it. I thought it had to be one of the cuter quilts because it’s so different and unique– not something you could find at WalMart or Target. I put a $45 price tag on it at the craft fair and didn’t care whether it sold. People that don’t make quilts don’t understand that at $8+ a yard and hours of work, these things have to cost something. Before I made quilts, I scoffed at the prices some people asked for their quilts. But now I better understand.

I decided to wash the completed quilt to start the ragging process before I sell it. It looked even more amazing and soft after the wash. I took the quilt outside to take pictures of it for my Etsy shop.

Afterwards, I took it inside to do any last clippings of stray threads. I flipped the quilt over. Low and behold! A fargin’ hole! WTF!? How did that happen!?

I know it’s not because I did a poor job of quilting, because I did a great job and put lots of love and careful attention into it. I know it’s not because it’s cheap fabric (I have at least $20-$25 in fabrics invested into this quilt). I used good quality fabrics so that this WOULDN’T happen for a VERY long time and after slews of washings and wear and tear. I know it didn’t happen because it got poked or picked somehow– nothing has even touched this quilt besides my hands and a gentle cycle in the wash. I’m soooo bummed. I don’t want to GIVE this one as a gift, much less sell it. Jeremy thinks I’m overreacting because the hole is so tiny and could be stitched up. And that’s true. I guess I’ll stitch it up tonight and list it anyways with a discounted price and a note that it has had a repair.

Isn’t this such a sad story? So sad. The poor little gnomes. The poor little Stepherz. Sniff…