What I made when I was supposed to be moving.
Thursday, December 11th, 2008Two and a half weeks ago, I decided I’d had it with our current apartment. Which is a nice way of saying, when Hambone asked me when I wanted to put up the Christmas tree, I threw a tantrum than only a scan of Craigslist could squelch.
Within a few hours, we’d found our new home. We move in Saturday.
There’s a lot to be done, and I, unfortunately, am in that weird limbo between wanting to get everything ready to go and still needing some of the stuff I want to pack.
Last night, I said, “To hell with everything! Let’s QUILT!”
And quilt I did:

I’d pieced these rows of charm squares (well, halves of charm squares) sometime last summer, and got frustrated when I couldn’t seem to get them to line up in a random enough way.
I promptly lost a couple of those rows, and, also, I’m over caring if they match too well. As I’m sure you noticed. Sewn in a group of four, the whole thing seemed squat, so I added a quarter of a border and moved right on to quilting.
This was a snap to get through the machine. I should learn free-motion quilting some day, but, honestly, I have so much fun with straight lines and masking tape, I almost don’t see the point. I hand quilted a version of the birdie that appears in some of the pieces, and called it a day. (At least, a crafting day. I can’t seem to go to sleep without a couple of hours of obsessing over Battlestar. Only 36 more days!
Today the binding went on. What did I do with myself before procuring this hounds tooth? Seriously - I need you to check my blog archives and remind me.
And I really do need to clean, but… well, seeing as how it’s not too late in the day, I’m wondering if this is a feat I can pull off again. Like, now-ish.


