Good grief! I'm having a bad parent day. I've been doing so good lately, but things have just been stacking up. I know my kid is no different than most everyone else's anymore. She came to us with a lot of issues, but 22 months of therapy for us all and a new style of parenting for Rob and I has helped us work through so many of them. And from what I hear from the parent's I talk to, Sydney is better than most at following the rules. But lately, the sense of entitlement to only have fun, and half doing chores to create time for that fun, has been more than I can stand. For the first time in a long time, I raised my voice instead of just assigning an extra chore right off the bat, when she frustrated me. I ended up leaving breakfast on the stove and closing myself up in the bedroom for about 20 minutes and things got a little better.
And, it didn't help that I picked up my new glasses yesterday and what he recommended and I agreed to was not how he described it and I couldn't see a thing that was more than 8 feet away. They were great for close up work, like quilting and reading, but I couldn't see the TV and when I tried to drive to work this morning, I couldn't read the streetsigns, or even the billboards without putting my chin on my chest. That's not going to do me any good, so I took them back this morning and told them I'd need the lenses replaced. They were good sports about it, and I think they expected it because we had this whole discussion yesterday about how the doctor knew I couldn't see at a distance without glasses and I was sure he wouldn't prescribe glasses that weren't going to allow me to see to drive (he was out of the office). So I took them to test and try to get used to, but it didn't take long to realize that I could only see distance through about the top 1/8 inch of lense. RATS! Two to three more weeks of headaches before the new ones get here. But a headache can't keep this quilter from quilting, and I have the font on my computer at work set to larger print.
Okay, so now that is over, how about some quilting. I finished the $5 block last night. That one is due today...nothing like a deadline. Disappointed in the quilt as a whole this year, too. I realized there were going to be issues when she assigned a block that had an orange that clashes with all the pinks she already used. I'll probably take the orange block apart soon and replace the fabrics with a pink I already have. No need to make another ugly quilt, just for the practice.
And, I read all about that Karen Stone quilt I'm going to make with my mentor. You Go, Em! for being able to pick the designer just from a photo. The colors are gold/orange/brown and gray/black/purple. She said the fabrics were going to make a very fall colored quilt...not that mine will be done by fall. I haven't seen them, but I do know her stash and it should be phenomenal. We will be getting together as soon as my foundations get here to get started.
And, because I was in such a mood this morning, I sneaked into the sewing room to add border strips to a cmas block. The sound of the needle going up and down is soooo relaxing. I'm sure Sydney knew it would calm me, because she gave me a few minutes in there alone and then came in to chat and ask questions. Of course, that was my chance to apologize for being so stressed and raising my voice. I guess all's well that ends well.
Take care and we'll see you on the homepage. Lane