My Grandmother always used to say, "Haste makes waste!" She also had a framed, counted cross-stitched hanging above her gas stove that read, "The hurrieder I am the behinder I get."
All this from a woman who wasted nothing! Not in her kitchen, not in her yard, and most certainly not in her sewing room.
This week I stole away into my own room of sewing for just a few spare moments. While I was cutting out the pattern, I looked down to see all of my waste. Could I have adjusted the fabric in order to avoid all of the excess? Wasn't there another fold that would have prevented this remnant?
Grandmother! What would she say? (gasp!)