Outta Here…

The plus about yesterday is that it’s over. And my grades for Trimester 2 are done…four days early. Because I believe in a grade-free weekend around one’s birthday. I need to make sure my head is in the right place to celebrate my exiting my mother’s uterus. I don’t have a problem with getting older…the numbers don’t bother me. In fact, I have a hard time remembering how old I am on a regular basis without doing math in my head. So that’s a sign of old age! Not really. I’m not that old. At least in my head.

I wanted to start ironing fabrics last night, but there was some shit that got in the way. My office was a disaster area, so I had to put some stuff away and straighten up…plus I need a label on a quilt by Monday for delivery for a local show…so I did that…and hung the drawing so I can see it while picking fabrics…

Because you can’t tell which piece is which unless you do that. Yes, there’s still crap on the floor. Not sure when I will ever get that under control. I do need it…it just doesn’t have a home. Or it does and it takes time to sort through it all and get it into the right place.

So it’s ready. I just need to get my head there. I had plans for the morning, but they fell through, or they’re rescheduled. I don’t know which. So I’m trying to revise the head set. Mind set. I can get there I think. Maybe. But I need to finish the quilting too. So maybe I’ll do that first. The exciting part is picking fabrics. Not fighting fabric under the machine and trying to find a recycled fabric for the binding. Erg. Not looking forward to that. What if I pick a fabric for binding and then make a bandana out of it and wear it on a hike and then wash it and THEN use it for a binding. Yeah. I might do that.

I did this last night too. I can’t show you what this is for. But I needed more of them. Maybe I will try to take some artsy photos that just don’t show you anything at all. I think I’m not allowed to even do that. In fact, this might be a violation of my terms. I just don’t know.

I need to prep more for the CIF finals soccer game tonight. It’s going to be tense. Last time we played this team, it was a 0-0 tie with a major concussion thrown in and an ambulance and hospital trip (not my kid, but her friend). So…violence and a close score. Need needle and thread distraction.

The other thing I did after school yesterday was try to make a decision about the background fabric for the new quilt…

Yeah. I got it down to two. I think probably it will be the one on the left…but I have to stare at the two fabrics and the drawing a bit more to decide. More reason to wait a bit and finish the quilting. Give my brain time to make a decision. I do really like the one on the right though…but think it will wait for the next one.

Because my SIL called while I was at the store, I picked up my birthday gift certificate and used it right then…

Because. I need a palette.

OK. Stop wasting time. I’m outta here. Making art.