Anyone who accuses me of being a perfectionist has only to enter my living room to see evidence to the contrary.
Last year I bought this set of panel screens (aka shoji screen). There is a cheap wood frame from which hung some apparently all cotton fabric (muslin, but thicker than what I consider muslin, IIRC). The purpose of the screen was to keep the low winter sun that washes into our ample windows out of my eyes, without interrupting our view with more permanent window coverings (or giving us more blinds to dust or curtains to wash).
Being the type of person who loves cleanliness, however, I washed the panels, and, unsurprisingly, they shrank. This was rather inconvenient, as they could no longer stretch to fit from the top to the bottom dowels that attached them to the frame. We shrugged and let them dangle. Looked stupid, but mostly got the job done, IIRC.
Since the winter sun is coming in at that annoying angle again, I just converted one of my hastily-made curtains from a rental many years past into 3 hastily-made shoji panel screens. Really hasty, really haphazard stitching. In fact, I measured, such as it was, for a narrow hem allowance, but at the last minute decided I didn’t want to screw with the narrow hemmer foot for something no one but us chickens will likely see up close. So I think the stitch I chose was the blanket stitch (later switched to zigzag stitch because I thought it might take less thread), just so it won’t ravel, but then I didn’t bother paying attention to where I was in relation to the edge. The first stitches were over edge; I nudged the fabric so that more of the stitch would go into it, so the lovely stitch drifts.
I never intended a fantastic job, but boy am I shiftless… Of course maybe part of the problem was that I assumed that the curtain I was planning to recycle was probably not straight anyway.
Anyway, long story longer, I did a shoddy job. I even forgot to resew at least one of the rod pockets which I had unpicked a bit of in order to “finish” the edges.
Add to that drifting stitches, waves (presumably from ripping rather than cutting fabric), a bit too much length in at least one of three of them, and loose threads. Oh well. We will hide them if company comes. We’re not expecting any anytime soon.
I was aiming for slightly better than what we had, and that’s about where we landed. Maybe one day when the perfect fabric pops up and I’m feeling more industrious, I’ll try to replace them. It’s the measuring that gets me…
PS: OK, we washed the new panels the next day and I took the opportunity to fix a couple things… so they’re not perfect, but they’re better.