Hurry and Wait
There is so much to do about a possible snow event coming for today, February 23, 2017. Dennis and I are not banking on it one way or another. We have all we need in our home for not only this weekend but for many more days if needed.
A coffee guest this forenoon arrived with a brunch on the dining room table. When I received the text I was still in my robe. A fresh pot of coffee was started, I got dressed and opened the door with a smile. I’ve still got it!
It was one p.m. when I got into the sewing studio. If I tidy up at the end of each sewing day, it is a pleasure to flip light switches and begin where I left off. My days always have an agenda. It is safe to say that I make sure I have an agenda for each day. My grandmother Laura taught me that at the end of each day, there must be something that has been accomplished and you have something to show for it. If God gave me this day, I need to make good use of it. I believe that lack of planning is why some people can look me right in the eye and tell me they are bored. Seriously?
This evening for supper we are having fresh pan-fried Walleye caught as late as yesterday in the Watonwan County River. My coffee guest this morning brought them over. Pretty sweet. Once I knew I had supper nailed down, my sewing studio began to hum.
Quilt projects are timely and the best way to approach it is to stay in “real time.” One step at a time and no pre-judging beyond that step. Not adhering to that is a sure fire way to fail before you start. I looked at the pile of 
crumpled t-shirts on my cutting tables, put a new blade into the rotary cutter and took one shirt at a time. One shirt with a rough cut and then off to the ironing board to apply the sizing to the back and then back to the cutting table to get a 16.5 x 16.5 block that I need. I know myself well enough that if I stay at the cutting table for the rough cutting of all 16 t-shirts, I won’t be able to walk away without a back that is hurting. I pace myself with a few sips of coffee in between and the constant moving from point A to point B doesn’t let the muscles, joints and tendons get tight. No, I have not always worked smarter than harder. It is now 
4:30 in the afternoon and I am about to close down the sewing studio for the day with a very good sense of having this step of the quilt completed. I will add that for all the pressing to get the blocks looking like a million bucks, the new “I Touch” Oliso iron made all the difference as to how my right wrist feels after the afternoon’s workout. Tomorrow is another day and perhaps all that I will get done is moving snow. Now there will be proof of accomplishment.