Wednesday, August 29, 2018

I’ve been promising myself since the beginning of summer that I was going to get at some quilting, and by that I mean actual quilting, not just piecing. Well, September is almost here and nothing has been quilted. There have been sampler blocks made, cards made and delivered, giant steps made in other projects, but no actual quilting. I have three projects that are sandwiched ready to go and about five more that need to be sandwiched.

Of the eight (or so) projects I need to quilt, only one of the ones that are sandwiched are really priorities – one is a Community Quilt which needs to be delivered, one is a Christmas project (that will be my November mini), and one is a project I will probably attempt to sell at the quilt show (it didn’t turn out as well as I wanted it to).

Of the five waiting to be sandwiched, one is last year’s Row by Row which I really should try to get done before the September meeting. There is a table topper in the pile that was destined for the table on the patio – maybe next summer? There are two gift projects in the pile and another one that I’m hoping to put in the quilt show.

But I’ve kept putting it off and putting it off. I promised myself that as soon as the paper-piecing projects were finished I was going to change my needle, clean my machine and get at it. Well I think the time has come. I finished the last tree of my 4-Seasons Tree this afternoon – once I get the borders on it I’ll have to get it sandwiched and quilted for the September 11th meeting.

But this is a busy weekend. I have my stitching tomorrow afternoon, Pat is playing his last session in Lund and I have a 60th birthday party I should make an appearance at. Friday I’ll be busy preparing for a party on Texada on Saturday – 7-Layer Dip and Spinach Salad – and I have to open and close for a concert at the Hall. Saturday we’ll go over to Texada for a 75th birthday party and then back home on Sunday for the Sunshine Music Festival here in Powell River.

So maybe next week I’ll get at that quilting.

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

My back was sore first thing this morning but I wasn’t about to give up my stitching day on account of a little pain – cleaning and yard work maybe, but not stitching. I kept moving through the day, never sitting for more than a half-hour at a time and it has helped. The real test will come tomorrow when I’ll be back to the cleaning and the yard!

After stitching I stopped at Canadian Tire to pick up some mop heads. When my back was sore yesterday I dug out my steam cleaner and was going to do the floors with that. I looked everywhere but I couldn’t find the mop heads; somewhere in my memory I think I might have brought them upstairs so I could make a pattern and stitch one or two from old towels. At any rate I managed to get most of the floor done the old fashioned way – on my hands and knees. But I found a couple of mop heads today and, although they don’t say they are for the model I have, I tried them when I got home and they fit. No excuse now I guess not to continue cleaning down the hallway.

I had a book to take back to the Library and, of course, I never seem to leave there empty handed. I’ve enjoyed watching Shetland on Netflix – a second time around because I couldn’t remember anything from any of the two seasons we had watched before. The series is based on books by Anne Cleeves so I went looking for some of her books. They have a lot in the library but there were only two that were available. Sadly they are both new books so I only have a couple of weeks to read them. Another excuse not to be cleaning or doing yard work.

Perhaps there is time before supper to heat up the steam cleaner and see how those mop heads work.

Monday, August 27, 2018

In my mind today was going to be a day for cleaning house. I started by cleaning out the fridge and washing down the shelves and drawers. Somewhere between that and juicing a few over-ripe veggies I jarred my back. After starting the dishwasher I thought perhaps a walk would help so I wrapped up a few cards for the mail and walked to the letter box. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it home.

After sitting for a bit and taking some medication I was feeling okay – at least I could move around without pain. I know better but for some reason sweeping, vacuuming and scrubbing floors seemed like a good idea. It wasn’t, although I have to say the shine on my floor looks good.

After more medication I’m going to sit with my feet up for the rest of the day. A package of fabric arrived in the mail for me today but I haven’t even opened it – that’s how awful I feel.