In time, not on time

Over the last three weeks, I took an online writing class. It was so good. I enjoyed stretching my thinking and writing muscles even though it was difficult. Writing is hard. So hard. And good. So good.

The class, along with many other life things, kept me from writing here. I am still trying to figure out how to make blogging fit in to my days. I want to keep the conversation open, record what I am doing and how I am feeling and, well, write more. The thing is that I am so out of practice. I forget how long it takes to string a couple of paragraphs together. I don’t take as many photos as I used to. And, yes, I know I could blog and write without the photo, but I like visuals. Looking is how I learn and how I remember. So, yeah. I am figuring it out, albeit slowly. I keep reminding myself that progress is still progress even if it takes longer than I would like.

Case in point, Christmas quilts.

We are having the bathroom on our third floor renovated. This bathroom is adjacent to my studio and has never really been used in the seventeen years we have lived here. To keep the mess off the fabric and the yarn and the longarm, I covered everything with sheets, which were then covered with plastic. Additionally, my contractor put up a plastic barrier wall from floor to ceiling to keep the dust out. It has a zipper door so I can pop in and grab something if I need it, but I try to keep that at a minimum. When we started in early October, I moved my sewing machines downstairs and grabbed a bunch of projects that I wanted to work on and thought would be easy to finish.

You know where this is going, right?

I started making two tree quilts. And that photo shows the current state of them. I was hoping to finish them before Thanksgiving so I could gift them. It’s not going to happen. BUT I am still working on them, slowly, when time allows and when I am in the mood. It turns out, I really like sewing in my studio and not as much in our family room. I have been knitting a lot while exiled from my space and that feels good. And right now I am all about doing what feels good and right. So more knitting, less sewing for the moment. The tree quilts will be waiting for me. I’ll get to them when the time is right.