This project was fun to make and went together quickly. I even used the recently acquired 10 inch duo something or other Log Cabin trim ruler which surprisingly, became a well-appreciated tool. Fabric choice was using what I had, many already-cut strips, and even used some uglies, always sewing value contrasts. Sometimes the medium fabric was a dark and sometimes it was a light, and vice versa, depending on its neighbor. All of my strips are one size, altho the ruler included instructions for a narrow/wider option. In the below photo, lower left is the fabric for the float border. Yes, I'm a "brown" gal - perhaps farm memories?
I am a quilter - a retired widow living in the Nebraska Panhandle. I am surrounded by beautiful semi-arid ranch country, and treeless hills and fields under incredibly wide blue skies, located far from the upheaval found often in large towns or cities. I am blessed to have delicious time to quilt and to appreciate my peaceful moments in an unpeaceful world.
Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts
Monday, July 05, 2021
Quarter or Half Log Cabin, on Point, and Anxiety
Floater border paragraph has been removed - I definitely wrote my description incorrectly.
From the Widow: All is well in western Nebraska. My overactive, overstimulated, never quiet mind, over-project directed brain has come back to "bite" me, with a first-ever "anxiety" attack, which I thought was a heart attack. As I was trying to count heart beats/minute, holding my chest, I am still over-thinking. Should I call 911, or drive or call a neighbor, or ???????. Since I had this above quilt all laid out on my newly carpeted "design floor", I knew if I called 911, they would tromp all over it, unseeing anything on the floor, in their eagerness to save my life, and in my overthinking panic I had the thought that if I was meeting my demise, who would put that quilt back together again, the way I had planned???. So, I methodically checked my purse to be sure I had enuf Revlon in the make-up bag to last a few days if I needed to be admitted, and slowly made my way to the car, heart racing, chest hurting, drove the side streets in case in case of ???? and managed to get to ER at local hospital. Nope, NO heart attack, more like "anxiety attack". huh? Totally surprised me, altho looking back, no longer a surprise. I remembered that I had 4 dreaded responsibilities yet to face, heavy on my "to-do" list, having to do with Wills, Insurance, etc., ya know, those kinds of business duties we DREAD. Mostly, I am now learning to breathe more effectively, and try to reduce over-thinking. I have learned many others also suffer from "anxiety". My sister, also an over-thinker, suggested I read a book called, "Women Who Think Too Much." It's on order. 8-)))
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