Deflated on a Monday
I can tell that I am different today than I was perhaps fifteen years ago after a visit from Megan for a weekend. I don’t bounce back as quickly on the Monday after her visit as I did then. Then, and in the years going forward, it was all about play time, meal time, craft time and bed time. No expectations. Things changed about three years ago.
When Megan comes to visit now, it is with a clear agenda. No mucky, mucking around. Once Megan had experienced the world of sewing the wheels began turning, turning into finishing a project once it was started. Sounds like Dennis with his lawn mowing. Grammie has to keep up with both of them. No time out may be called.
This weekend was a full one. The sewing project had been purchased a year ago at the Old Alley Quilt Shop in Sherburn. It took both Megan and me time to revisit the fabrics and the pattern. Getting the lay of the fabric placement was the ultimate. The quilt shop had included enough of eight different fabrics for completion of the quilt top. The secret was for wise cutting of each fabric to have enough when all was said and done so it would look like the photo on the pattern. Hmm.
There is no way that I can stay at a quilt project all day, let alone a fifteen year old that only stitches twice a year. Of course we took a lunch break and . . . a Blue Bunny Carmel Sea Salt ice cream break. Grandpa Dennis got in on that. Yum.
Megan and I did stay on track. My portion was to press seams as Megan stitched them. Pressing is oh so important for matching up seams. When Sunday came we spent some time getting the batting ready. I did not have one large piece. What I did have were several of the same weight as had been left over from previous projects of my own. A bit of fusible web ironed on multiple pieces and we had it nailed. It was up to Megan to decide what fabric she wanted on the back of the quilt. I have my instructions as to what to look for. As there is a fabric that resembles barn yard boards . . . that will be my “go to” seek and search the next time Dennis and I go to Mankato.
I did some laundry today and then took a good long walk to wind down from the weekend but to also energize me from having a busy weekend with not a lot of physical moving. I am not, and will not count the rush of mowing the front yard on Saturday. That was more of a Dennis induced pressure walking. My legs respond to more of a relaxed one step in front of the other type of walking.
All is good on Stauffer. I have a frozen dish of meatloaf to bake out for the evening’s supper. Stopping and visiting with my neighbor June on the far end of Stauffer during my walk has given me a feeling of normalcy. Yup, I am no longer feeling deflated. I feel fortunate to have had this last weekend. It was priceless.
Megan shared with us that next year she can drive herself to come and see us. Megan’s Grandpa Mark is selling her Grandma Karen’s 2004 Toyota Highlander for $1,500.00 this fall. It has had little hard use and is low mileage. Megan’s Grandma Karen can no longer drive and it will be a great opportunity for the grandparents to find a good home for a vehicle that has been gently used. Megan is excited. Her Mom and Dad . . . are accepting the next step for Megan gracefully. Life is sweet.
Hmm. Just got an alert on the cell phone that we could possibly have a thunderstorm headed our way. From the sounds of what I can hear down here in the sewing studio . . . the rain has arrived.