Decided tonight was The Night to cut out the Trench coat...at least the shell fabric.
Due to the moth damage, I knew I was going to have to fold and cut and fold and cut my way through it; the first piece I cut was the back...tailors tacked all the markings I needed, and then refolded and laid on the front, the lower sleeve and the welt flaps.
For some strange reason, I felt compelled to check the length of the cut back against the laid-out front...I just wanted to make sure I'd added two inches to the pattern length before I cut it. Something made me think I might've only added an inch and a half.
But, as I messed around with the back something began to nag at me. Something wasn't right. I tried to ignore that little mosquito thought on the edge of my conscious and continued chalk marking the addition to the bottom of the front...and just as I finished marking it I realized what the 'something wrong' was.
I'd used the pattern piece for the back lining to cut the back instead of the actual back piece.
I thought I was done for right there. Kaput. I wanted to cry, throw up, throw things, scream...instead, I took a deep breath and checked the actual back piece against the remaining length.
There was enough. By cutting the upper sleeve and a couple of other smaller pieces from the first piece I'd cut, I squeaked by.
There might even be enough left for me to test a couple of different weights of interfacing, although I'm pretty sure I'll use Pro Sheer on the whole front.
Maybe I'll get the rest cut out on Thursday...