Okay, I am a person of reasonable intelligence. I should be able to come up with at least one blog post a day. Some days, I can come up with 5 ideas during my walk with the dog. When will I learn to write them down so that on the days when all I'm focused on is Sydney's grades, I have a list of ideas to pull from.
I have writtten and discarded two posts about grades, but dog-gone-it, I am not going to blog about that today. I am tired of that subject. Even though the latest is that within 24 hours, her grades all dropped and then came back up, thanks to a very helpful coach that was interested enough in her getting to play in the tournament (we explained what a huge compliment to her basketball skills that was) that he got her in tutoring and got some assignments re-done and those grades just jumped back up to acceptable ranges over night.
All my quilting energy is focused on the Hurricane Sandy quilt. I hate only having 45 minutes to sew every morning, especially when I'm in such a creative state of mind. I have been thinking of taking a quilting vacation; a few days in a row off work to just quilt until I get tired of quilting. But, that doesn't seem like a very practical use of my vacation time, especially with the holidays looming. I got all my blocks sewn into sashed rows and I got one long sashing strip attached to each row...and then the clock chimed and it was time to walk away.
The Singer 401 is running like a clock. Still got a click in the bobbin or feed dog area and I'm still thinking about buying a new bobbin case. I know the machine was used a lot and seems like the least I can give her is a new bobbin case, right? I tried a few different settings because the feed dogs pull fabric to the left and that's messing with my quarter inch seam allowances, just enough to be annoying, but not enough to affect my project. Do you know what I mean, when things bother you sometimes and other times that same thing doesn't bother you? That's what it was like with those seam allowances this morning.
Okay, so I'm boring myself now. Maybe if I think of something exciting to talk about, I'll toss out another post this afternoon. I just realized that I didn't take anything out for supper. Last night's supper wasn't any glowing success either. And, come to think of it, neither was the night before.
Lack of time, lack of focus, lack of energy.
Except that my time, my focus and my energy are all fine. I'm just not using them on stuff I want to talk about. So, have a good Friday. Think of me when you sit down at your machine. Think about how much I'd like to be right there with you, making something fun...or just making a mess.