Sometimes making someone else happy can just make your day.
Several weeks ago a friend of mine asked me if I would make him a shirt out of my hand dyed fabric. He had gone online to my store and narrowed his choice of fabrics down to two. I brought him swatches, he made a final selection, took his measurements and the project was born. I did seem to overlook the fact that his measurements indicated that the shirt would need to be sized x-large and that that would require batiking and dyeing 3 yards of fabric. I also managed to forget that I was already pretty busy with my store, getting ready for Renegade, a design project, oh, and, yeah, my kids and husband. Nevertheless I plunged into dyeing the needed yardage and sewing the appropriate seams.
I even found 6 matching vintage buttons in my stash for his shirt.
The night before I was supposed to deliver his shirt though I started to have concerns that the shirt was too big. No one in my house wears an x-large, so it just seemed gigantic to me. I had my husband try it on, but, like I said, he's a medium/large man, so that didn't do much to assuage my concerns.
The next morning I presented Richard with his shirt. He tried it on, and it fit great. He loved it. I loved it. I loved that he loved it. It was just all so good.
Having tried on Richard's shirt though, my husband now wants one as well. I'll gladly make him one, especially if it makes him happy.