I'm still here, working and sewing much of the time. Hey, this home maintenance being completed by just ONE person takes a lot of time! My spirits remain sorta OK, and I get lonesome, pretty much like everyone else. A terrible anniversary is looming - sad and scary but I will face it. Time flew by so quickly, it is shocking. I barely learn what day it is, and it's the next!
During my blog lull, I have finished the quilting on this QOV, shown as a top previously.
Love that striped binding! Here's the back, much of it given to me by quilting friend Tina.
I've finished this star top (70" x 81") made of a gazillion pieces, but it's together, batting cut to size, no backing yet. My quilting friend Jody made one and I pestered her for instructions. The parts are easy to make, but if you copy this one don't make blocks -- it is actually made with rows. It was called Starry something and shown in an old Quilters Newsletter, from a reader in New Zealand. Notice that "stars" are either with dark points, while others are light stars, an invitation to creativity! The blocks are 3 in.
My wall paper is down, thanks to help from quilting friend Lari, and purchase of a must-have steamer, definitely the solution to this horrid job.
Only 2 partial walls had wallpaper, the rest is decent, but removal of wallpaper left expected damage that needs repair before painting. I have the name of "the man" to call, but he's vacationing somewhere. This all started with a shopping trip to the carpet store and the owner suggested I get the room painted first, but remove wallpaper before "first".
Kitchen renovations are still holding, complicated by Covid issues. My projects continue.
And a recent pleasure with a million !!! pieces, was a gift from another quilty friend Alice. This is one tricky challenge. The finish is of a worn quilt, complete with the damaged binding, hanging on the line. Too late, it dawned on me that my table will be tied up for a while!
I do not feel like a capable person unless I can have a long list of completed projects. They were listed here, then I deleted them and began to wonder if I'm demented with my penchant for eternal jobs. Wonder what a psychiatrist might suggest?
I wish I had some inkling of what to do with the rest of my life, now as a widow. There's a big blank road ahead of me and my GPS isn't working.