Excess and scraps

First the excess...I arrived home to find that my husband's latest book order had been delivered.

Now, I have no problem with him buying this teetering pile of novels becuase (a) it's his cash (b) they are a collector's set so it makes sense to buy all at once (c) he deserves them (d) he is never, ever, ever going to be able to comment adversely on bulk fabric purchases. Ever. (To be fair - he has never complained about my quilting shopping but this is great insurance for the future!)

Then the scraps.....A while ago I decided that instead of accumulating all my scraps, it would be fun if immediately after every formal quilt I made I let loose with the scraps and did an improvisational one to match. Here is the start of the scrap quilt to match Rositha's World - entitled Going with the Flow.

I am often asked how I get time to make so many quilts This one is a good illustration.

Original plans for Sunday evening:

6-7pm Watch Ski Sunday

7-8pm cook dinner and eat it,

8-9 Watch Lark Rise to Candleford

9-11 half watch Lewis whilst flicking through the hat book I bought at the fair.

Revised plan:

6-7 Have Ski Sunday on in lounge with door to the sewing room open so I can hear the best bit ( i.e theme music) and start scrap quilt. Get Dennis to cook a basic main course and eat it when the second best bit is on (the spectaular falls down the mountain).

7-8 Full on quilting time. Delay the bath.

8-9.15 Record Larkrise and keep quilting.

9.15 - 9.30 run bath and tidy up sewing room so the floor is at least visible. Take these photos.

9.30 - 10. Have bath. Eat dessert, drink tea and read book in the bath.

10 - 11 Watch Larkrise in bed on DVD.

This is it with possible surrounding fabrics ... I'd like it to be snuggle sized at least but maybe it wants to be little? ( Its 26 v 30 at the moment).

Boundaries

This is the water quilt still in progress but growing nicely on my design board. I need to get on with it now but was too tired tonight to do more on it than audition fabrics for the third tryptich panel which will have a nice lush garden in it.

Instead I watched rubbish on TV - a show about mothers who drink too much. They cheerily confess that they drink five bottle of wine a month (I'm betting on more actually) then appear shocked when shown how many glasses that is and what damage it can do to their livers. I don't drink too much ( hardly ever in fact) but sometimes I wonder if I .... (come close, I'm going to have to whisper this in case Dennis hears me).... quilt too much.

The reason I was tired is that I got stuck in a trial all day and then some - courts finish at 4pm, we got done at 5.55pm and still didn't finish and so have gone 'part heard' to resume another day. My client needed 'special measures' - screens and then a video link to enable her to give very emotional evidence about domestic abuse from the father of her child who now wants to see his son.

Outside the court room right afterwards I was talking to the child's guardian about the instruction of a psychologist and other serious matters when I heard the words come out of my mouth, "By the way, don't think I am odd but do you mind if I just touch your bag. I'm going to make one just that shape and I just want to see what interfacing is in it." She was most obliging but I am wondering if there is a safe number of units of quilting per week you can consume before you start to damage your brain's abilty to compartmentalise your life.