This has been an extraordinarily long week. Several reasons for that, but nothing interesting enough to talk about here. Just suffice it to say I'm real glad it's Saturday.
I was supposed to get fasting blood work this morning - a self-imposed date - but I'll do it tomorrow. I was up half the night and now the coffee pot beckons. Plus, Penny is in there chowing down on her food and it just made me jealous. I know, I know, I shouldn't be jealous of a dog but I am. I mean, she does nothing all day except sleep, look cute, and then eats whenever she pleases. I heart my dog.
This weekend will be spent plowing through the house. I'm in the mood to pitch and toss and box and generally start the process of getting rid of stuff. Maybe January spring cleaning?
My plowing will include rounding up five Short List projects, rounding up a few tops to send out to be quilted, and then pulling in maybe three UFOs to work on. I'm afraid if I pull more than three, I'll get overwhelmed again. I've suffered from overwhelmitis a lot in the past five years.
The first project I'm going to work on - starting today, even if it's just for a few minutes - is James River Blues. Why?
Because there are three tubs assigned to this project. Yes, three. The nuclear physicist or brain surgeon that I am, I thought I'd do scrappy totally from my stash instead of just choosing 12 blues and 12 backgrounds. Literally scrappy. I dug around in the scrap bin one day unearthing every Civil War blue or blue shirting scrap I had. Couldn't be black; had to be blue. Then I spent another three days doing the same in the stash. I'm committed now because I don't think I can switch to a limited number of fabrics at this point. I don't know how many blocks are made but I suspect there are quite a few - probably more than half of the required 144. In any event, it's mindless sewing, more or less, and that's just what the doctor ordered up for today.
I think the reason I put this aside is -- well, there are several reasons, most of which I probably can't remember now, but work was a big part of it. We sold the company a year after my boss' death, and that is probably the biggest project I've ever undertaken or will ever undertake. Getting Penny was another big part. She'll be five years old next month. Do the math. Here, I'll make it easy. I started this on 2/22/09. The few hours of down time I had for that first couple of years were spent with her. She was my sanity at the end of a long day. I missed my Daisy so much and, I'll admit, the bonding took a while with Penny, but we bonded and we're happy and I love her so much. Time to get back to the project that she interrupted.
Wow, going back through the blog turned up quite a few quilts that need to be finished. Best not look any more right now. I'll get overwhelmed again! I'll be at the Bernina if you need me!