Yesterday I went to a scary place. I needed a quilt block - just one - to make into a bag (more on that next week.) So I braved my way into the "orphan trunk." Sometimes, but not often, I decide to clean up my sewing room and put unfinished stuff away. Extra blocks, stuff that didn't work out, leftovers of the fabric kind, go into this trunk because I KNOW someday I'll get back to finishing it ... whatever it was.
And in my quest for ONE quilt block, I emptied out all sorts of bits and pieces. Getting reacquainted with long forgotten friends and making a general mess ... worse than the usual mess ...
Just a brief aside ... in my haste to make room for a teeny bit of cutting (which is all the room I could squeeze out of my VERY crowded table), I managed to push my bulletin board off and behind my table - making an even BIGGER mess than the general mess.
I happened to be talking to the Cute Husband on the phone when the bulletin board crashed. The conversation went something like: "What the heck was THAT?"
me: The bulletin board that's propped on the table and NOT hanging on the wall.
him: OH ... was that something I was supposed to do?
The good news ... I found an orphan block to use. The better news ... I also got 2 new tabletoppers made from leftover bits!
And VERY efficiently, got it all quilted together.