The view from here

Not what we want to see at any point during the winter, but we woke up to snow this morning. Pat knew it was coming but it was a complete surprise to me when I looked out the window. There is a lot of it out there; it had stopped for a while but I see it is falling again now. I’m glad I didn’t have anywhere I had to go today. In what seemed like odd timing, I swapped out my Snowman Scentsy light for my year-round Scentsy; the box for the Snowman was in the way of something else I was doing so I decided to put it away rather than just move it around.

I worked on some of my show entries this morning adding labels and sleeves to a couple of small pieces. When that’s all I have to do it is easy to think I’m well ahead in the game; I’ve got a busy couple of weeks ahead though so the time will fly. I’m hoping my schedule will allow me to get two items quilted this month and the final one quilted in March, just in time for the show. We’ll see how that works out for me. I asked at the meeting last night as to when the final date for pulling an unfinished item might be – the comment warranted a lot of laughter but I didn’t get an answer.

I did a bit of work on another project before breaking for lunch. Once I get started on a section of something or a step in something I like to get it done before quitting. After finishing up I reached around to pick up my glasses off my computer desk but they weren’t there. I looked on my sewing table – not there. I looked on my cutting table – not there. I looked on my ironing board – not there. I looked on my other desktop – not there. I was beginning to worry so I made the rounds again, and again. Thinking there ought to be a remote control for such occasions I started retracing my steps from the entire day. They weren’t in my second craft room where I had done some spray basting. They weren’t in my scrap bin where I’d been finding fabric for my sleeves. I finally found them in the (closed) drawer of my sewing table; I had been looking in there for my “Purple Thang”, and later I’d pulled out a couple of fabric swatches that had examples of some of the fancy stitches on my machine. Deloise gave me a lovely chain to attach to my glasses and hang around my neck – I guess it’s time to start using it again.

Although I probably should be quilting, I’m going to spend the rest of the afternoon with some cross stitching. My evening knitting project is going very well; Christy’s sweater is knitting up as quickly as Taylor’s did. Not too surprising though since I’m using chunky yarn.