OMG, it has been a *really long time* since I updated this blog.
It appears that this summer, I went into a huge quilting funk. I finished class in early May and promptly had to have 2 teeth fixed. They were next to each other, upper back. The all the way back one had to get a gold crown and the one next to it needed a root canal and a crown. $2500 and 5 appointments later, my mouth is all better, but there went my summer. Granted, it was an area of my mouth that I have neglected for 10 years, so the fact that one tooth could be saved and neither needed to be pulled is nothing short of a minor miracle. So that killed a lot of my spirit this summer.
I got through that crisis, and then it was the last week in July, which started the Great Travel Period of Ted. He was essentially gone for 2 weeks straight, which meant it was me and DD against the world. Now, I knew this was going to happen, so we had a great time, but still, it’s all about her at that time and not about me sewing.
The second week of August (right when the Olympics opened) was our family vacation to southern California. This was 7 days of pure enjoyment and relaxation (plus 2 very frustrating days of travel). No sewing got done that week, but the rest alone was fantastic. When we arrived home, I started school 2 days later and DD started the day after me.
The past month has been all about getting into the swing of things. Getting used to being in class 2 nights a week. Getting used to second grade. Getting used to being Market Day mom and Brownie troop co-leader. It’s just been a month of getting organized.
But I have started to sew. If you look over to the right, that’s the list for the rest of this year. I’m starting to work on it. But first I had to clean up my sewing area. This took some thought and insight before I could work on it. I decided that part of the problem was that too many projects were out and making me stressed. So using the list to the list as my guide, everything else went away into a closet. And in that process, I made the closet a better place. Having a cleaner sewing area has helped immensely.
And then Cher sends me a “you’re the queen!” notice. Aw dang.
