Drinking cups of tea as I sew makes me incredibly nervous. I can be a bit of a clutz at times so drinking tea and sewing at the same time has hazardous potential. Yet, there are so few hours in the day to sew and to drink tea that sometimes, out of sheer desperation, I marry the two. This is my idea of extreme sewing. Living on the edge, upping the anti. throwing caution to the wind.
What about you? Do you part-take in some extreme sewing from time to time?