Going Backwards?

I hate it when I grab a few free moments during a nap or after bed to work on a sewing project only to find myself worse off than when I started.

I resumed work on G's lovey quilt today after a bit of a hiatus to finish his Halloween costume and then a family trip. I had cut out the strips for the border of the lovey a while back. I went into the weekend knowing all I needed to do was sew on those strips (including the dreaded miter), and the top would be essentially done. First free nap of the weekend, I got right to work sewing on the first border strip. Only to find that I cut it to the exact length of the pieces being bordered. One does need a little extra fabric to miter a corner. So now I have to cut the pieces anew, which feels like going backwards. I know I'm no worse off than I was before I realized they were cut wrong, but at least I didn't know they were wrong. To make matters worse, there is no way that I will have enough of this fabric for the actual quilt's border now (not entirely sure that I would have before), and I can't find more of it anywhere.

On a positive note, I stumbled on some perfect green silk twill at my favorite local fabric store, Denver Fabrics. As long as I budgeted my length correctly this will be the binding on the lovey.

I still have pathetically little to do on this project before I get to put it together. There's just nothing more demotivating to me than trying to make progress only to find myself worse off than (I thought I was) when I started.