It has been a very unfunny week here at Insanity Central. Winter is cold. Not Northern Hemisphere cold- but cold all the same. At least if it snowed here I could have fun making snow angels or snowmen or snow cones. We just get freezing with none of the associated awesome-ness.
This week the Pyjamas household experienced something like bubonic plague because everyone besides Mr. P got sick, including me. Gordon Gekko said "Green is Good"...but green is not good, especially when it's coming out of your nose. Constantly. I'm putting the Kleenex heirs through an Ivy league College with my tissue consumption this week. What? Gordon Gekko said "Greed is Good" ? But that quote doesn't work for my post....
I practiced free motion quilting this week and am considering taking up a new hobby like scrap booking or drinking. Or both. Simultaneously. I really am fated to forever quilt in variations of straight lines. The sane rational part of me knows that I am not the only quilter in the known universe who is yet to master the skill of free motion quilting , but the sane rational part of me went into hiding on about Tuesday of last week. So I learned that new skills take time to develop and I should stop arse kicking myself because I can't do this yet.
I realised this week, I will still be sanding the kitchen chairs when I move into a nursing home, if I live that long. I'm not sure what possessed me to think stripping furniture was a good idea. Perhaps I smoke crack without my knowledge and that's when I had the original "wouldn't it be cool to take some old furniture and give it a new life" epiphany. But I'm not a quitter so I'm going to keep going and just keep reminding myself of how gorgeous it will all look when I'm finished. While I look at Early Settler catalogues for french provincial buffets and dining settings. What? I'm just looking. I'm allowed to look.
This is as far as I've got with sanding the Blackwood Chair, so I'm making a vow to get this chair finished this week. Then we'll talk turkey on the time frames for the million other things I need to get done for this kitchen renovation. I'm totally in a place where I need to break tasks down into small bits at the moment. If I think about the big picture I am likely to completely lose my sanity.
This weekend I tried spray basting a quilt for the first time. Let me just say that's two hours of my life I'm never getting back and spray basting is utter garbage. The quilt, backing and batting stuck everywhere except to each other. I am now missing a cat. I heard plaintive meowing coming from the pile of backing that glued to itself and my sewing room skirting boards , so I'll try to find Mordecai later. And, I'll be on my hands and knees at some point taping the backing to the floor and pinning the quilt as usual. Lesson Learned. Now I can check "Try Spray Basting " off my list of things to try before I die.
The postman adored me this week. My shutter arrived and is positively gorgeous in person. I bought my final Hushabye charm pack and it arrived via post in under 48 hours. And Hancocks of Paducah sent me part of an order I did a few weeks ago of Christmas fabrics because people it's June and I have to start thinking about Christmas quilts. Look at this luscious gorgeousness just waiting to be joined by a matching jelly roll and fat quarter pack and some inspiration.
It hasn't been a totally sewing free zone around here this week. I did cut some more fabric for my snowballs. More about that tomorrow. And, I started a special project using these fabrics that I'll talk about when it's a little further on.
Hear me everyone. This week is going to be sunshiney and happy , and I'm going to achieve some amazing things.
P.S. By the way, my gorgeous sister will be here in three sleeps....and I don't smoke crack.