Procrastination is bad.
I convinced myself I could finish the Flying Dutchman quilt on Saturday because after all, I had no plans for the day beyond banking the cheque for my poor dead car and we weren't due out to my nephew's birthday dinner until 7.30pm . Plenty of time to get my act together and finish this at a leisurely pace during the day right?
Until we got a phone call Friday night inviting us to my in laws for a retirement celebration lunch on Saturday. Two social activities in one day is unheard of around here . What's up with that ?
I figured I could still pull it off because I had all of Friday night to get the binding finished, print the label, wash and dry the quilt and sew the label on.
I fell asleep on the lounge at 9pm...oops. Having. Done. Exactly. Nothing.
Guess what I was doing at 7.20 this morning? Furiously attaching binding that's what!
And at 4.20 pm this afternoon as I de-linted it and wrapped it in beautiful flocked wrapping paper I have never been so glad to finish a quilt in my life!
|2/3rds of the front - this quilt is huge!|