Good Intentions

Headed into the studio with good intentions of working with the sashing. the strips of fabric in between quilt blocks, of a quilt top.  

I looked at the partially empty carton of bottled water and decided they might as well be put in the refrigerator.  Out to the garbage can with the carton.  What once had been a huge cardboard box was now a flattened piece of carboard. It went out to the recycling bin.  Thus it went . . . from one small item of organization to another.  I had not seen anything that was out of place for . . . months.  It was as if someone had given me a clean pair of eye glasses today.

At about twelve noon, I found my way to the church tables and a length of fabric.  After cutting three lengths of 3.5 wide sashing . . . I realized that was enough for now.  Pressing down on the rotary cutter for the 27″ long cut did not sit well with my sternum that is working overtime to knit itself back together.  I did piece, pin and sew in place what I had cut and then went back to some cleaning in the studio.

I have burned up most of the afternoon by piddling.  The last endeavor was taking the sewing machine down to its interior to allow for a good cleaning, oiling and putting in a new needle.  I will be ready when the lights come on the next time.  

Dennis just came home from the commercial laundry up town.  The huge double layer knotted polar fleece blanket of his needed freshening up.  I know putting that in our domestic washer would have been asking for trouble.  We may have had a lot of ninety degree days, but when Dennis naps in his recliner, yup, the polar fleeces with all the hand tied knots is pulled into service.

So has this day gone by.  Nothing urgent got done but . . . enough in my studio that I do feel good for having traded a day of my life for a studio that got tided and organized, that will greet me another day.  The “another day” always spurs enthusiasm when all is in its place and I can pick up right where I need to be in a project.  Sweet.  Good intentions . . . don’t talk about it . . . be about it.