My Favorite Quilt
(At this Moment)
It's been 10 days or so since I've blogged. I finished that post, shut my computer down, and pretty much unplugged for the holidays. Why, you ask? Well, you know those people who think the holidays are the best time ever, and love to shop, wrap presents and bake cookies? Who wait for the first snowflake with hot chocolate in hand and furry hat on head? Yeah, I'm not one of them. I'm the Grinchy, bah humbug person who was told she was ruining Christmas for everyone else this year, and to please shape up.
It's not that I hate Christmas or the holidays, but there is something about it that draws the pessimist out of me. There are so many expectations about making everything perfect for everyone, and a multitude of ways to screw it up. You forgot the canned whipped cream?! No way! It's not Christmas without it! (You all know what I mean. Don't lie.)
But we have taken a pared down approach to the whole thing as there are no Littles at the moment besides the fur babies. We had 7 dogs here for Christmas Eve this year.
Everyone took turns sitting in my lap.
And after all the dog loving, we played Mexican Train dominoes and ate pie.
I discovered this Santa Claus figurine in a box of old family mementos. It belonged to either my dad or my grandmother...
...along with a set of elves.
We don't do gifts here, but a few of the kids stuck this under the tree for me. It was spot on, I thought, and was delighted.
The deep freeze came just before Christmas, and our well pump at the barn croaked. My husband and daughter were changing it out yesterday in 17 degree weather, but the llamas and cats have water again.
In spite of bitter cold temperatures, I've tried to spend a few minutes outside to just feel the sun on my face. We're past the longest day of the year, and just knowing that makes the dark a little more bearable for me.
The purging continues in the house. No more stacks of books on the floor here or jammed into shelves. I've even rediscovered some old favorites. There was finally enough room in the bookcase to absorb the quilting books stacked beside my chair in the living room, and even they are now organized. That room looks better, too, without the added clutter.
Down to the the Walls
I'm finally down to the walls in some rooms. It's darned amazing! Imagining these rooms as something else takes a fresh perspective, and changing the color helps. The pink and yellow was fine many years ago for a teenage girl, but this is going to be the guest bedroom now.
Two full gallons of Zinsser 1-2-3 Plus, and the walls are primed white. A pale grey can of paint awaits.
You might think I'm lying when I say there is still more to do.
Though I'm still avoiding making lists, I am hoping the house purge is wrapped up by the end of January. My mind is drifting back to the studio, and to projects that are waiting for this quilter-gone-astray. I've been talking to Tish who blogs at Tish's Adventures in Wonderland, and comparing notes on realistic quilting goals for the next year. Tish is breaking down her UFOs, WIPs, and fantasy quilts, and making a plan to work through them. I like it. It feels quite a bit like my purge actually.
Without making a list, I have some of each with the biggest area for me in the fantasy quilts. I like to use my stash as much as possible, and take to making stacks of fabric that would be great together in a quilt. You might compare it to creating your own kit. I would guesstimate an easy dozen tops or projects that I could name off the top. But without undo stress, I'm going to join the rest who see this as the year to step back, and either finish things up or pass them on. It's worked with the house, and will work in the studio.
In the meanwhile, I'll enjoy these last few rays of sunshine as I finish up this block, and maybe throw another log on the fire. Enjoy your last few days of 2017, and we'll talk more about quilts soon.
Come on, Doxie girls.
Let's go sew.