So. I realize after a million years of being myself that I inhabit stress regularly. Yes, it’s Spring Break, but I have too much to do and it’s wearing on me. My counselor was convinced that I thrive on stress…I think it’s more that I’ve had a lot of it for so long that I don’t know how to switch it off. But it’s also what allows me to finish a lot of things in a short period of time. This quilt will be finished today…easily…unless a nuclear bomb drops on San Diego, in which case, all bets are off. But I have about three thousand other things that need to be done in the next three days. Some of them need to be done today. And that’s heavy on my head.
I got back from returning that hellish sleep device and cleaned the floor so I could pinbaste this one…
Had to move all the camping stuff we accumulated in the entryway to do it.
There’s something we need to take on the trip that’s not on my list. I remembered it at 2 AM but didn’t write it down (I can’t write shit down at 2 AM) and now I can’t remember what it is. Fuck.
This is not a huge quilt…
That might be part of why it’s going so fast…quilting started next and kept going…
I was done with the outlining around 6 PM…perfect! Time to make dinner…
In the last week, I’ve done over 22 hours of artmaking, compared to 11 hours the week before…granted, I haven’t had to go to school. That helps.
I love this. I need a title though. Like before Friday.
Don’t help me. It’s OK…it’ll come to me.
Birthing the gender wars.
Maybe. We’ll see. Today? Today I trim and bind. I don’t know if I need to buy binding. I probably don’t have enough of anything that will work. I usually only buy half yards, and this would probably take all of that. So I’ll have to see. Plus I need to pack up a quilt and deliver it to my mom so she can deliver it while I’m gone. Because she’ll be gone tomorrow. Although I have a key. Duh. I could deliver it tomorrow even if she’s not there. See? Stress. Plus I need to grade an entire SHITLOAD of stuff before Saturday.
And then? Then I need to figure out what I’m making next. Can’t stop.
*Roots, What You Want
Kathy Nida 