I couldn't sleep last night with the excitement. The adrenalin was flowing. Up early, well at 8.30 and got stuck straight in with a cup of tea in bed and another couple of chapters of my Ben Elton book. Very good, can't remember the title, but very good. Then got up to spend the day sewing.
First I unfortunately had to tidy up. One of us in our house is tidy and one of us isn't. Actually two of us are tidy in our house and one of us isn't but is getting better. I hauled all the bags of fabric and scrapbooking stuff from one end of the room to the other and overflowed into the next room and pulled out the table. Doesn't the back of the table get dusty?
The morning was spent piecing the back, ironing and basting. I think I will have to "youtube" basting. I really do think I make it more difficult for myself. I ironed the backing into submission, sprayed it with the spray glue and laid the rested wool wadding on top, When I took a peek underneath it was all snarled up and creased.
HOW does that happen?
Is there some special incantation I should be chanting over the table?
It was seriously tempting to leave it as a tablecloth.
It takes for ages to fix it, and by that stage all the stickiness gets peeled off! Luckily the top layer behaved itself better. So, having mastered my postgraduate course in quilt wrangling, I started to quilt. To me the quilt is really very busy so the quilting needs to be simple. Straight lines again.
I like straight lines, I do. I also just haven't explored fmq with my new machine yet. I just quilt with the ordinary foot and the feed dogs in the normal position. I hesitate to say my throat is deeper compared to before. (Why are there so many innuendos in all crafts?) My Pfaff seems to cope ok but I will have to investigate proper quilting. I don't want to labour it too hard.
So, I'm a third of the way through quilting 5 straight lines down the centre of each block. The "stuff" is all rammed back in the room, albeit rammed in a more organised way. And feeling on a high, I trimmed my coin quilt and my Mrs Hot Hot Hot quilt ready for binding.
Long may this energy spurt continue. Time now to rest the shoulders and have one of these.