Sunday, August 29, 2010
I didn't take a nap yesterday, and kept busyI spent the day sewing placemats for my Grandson, and getting the tricky parts nearly finished, except for the hours to watch the Red Sox throw the game.
Actually, THEY didn't throw the game; the pitcher did by shooting the ball over to first base, missing it by a wide margin, which allowed the Tampa Bay runner to get on third base, which ultimately led to a score, evening up the score to cause over time. The bottom of the 10th, they scored again.
I would not want to be that pitcher, as it was obvious the error he made which lost the game.
Anyway, back on track. Went to bed at 10:30 after watching a movie, read until 11:30, then lights out and sleep time. Wrong.
I wake up at 2:05 A.M. Can't get back to sleep. Just stayed in bed, in the dark, listening to DH's soft sleep breathing and Winsten's snoring.
Shut my eyes, keep them shut, realizing how comfortable I am, and wide awake. The Grandfather clock strikes 3. Still awake. Still dark.
I start thinking of my Grandson, who is moving in to his first apartment this month. I am thinking about those placemats, waiting to be finished.
I keep my eyes closed.
Brain is thinking to get up since I am wide awake anyway, and go to the sewing room.
I finally get up at 3:30, softly close the door and head to the sewing room. Yep. This is where I want to be.
I stitch until I get to the part of the pattern that does not make any sense whatsoever. No matter how I try, their directions just don't work.
I hate it when that happens.
There is obviously an error in the cutting instructions, because I don't have the pieces they are talking about. I triple check all the directions slowly, making sure I didn't skip a step. Nope. I have exactly what they required.
Then I check each step I took, and sure enough, I did those correctly, too.
And the damn things still won't work. Even though they are kind of pretty.
My eyes are too strained now to continue ripping out seams, so it is time to go back to bed. It is now 7:30. I hear DH sneeze, so I know he is awake.
I tell him my story, and he suggests I turn up the mattress heater, do some reading, and then I will probably be able to go to sleep.
Following instructions, it works. I sleep until 11:30. I get up again, go into the quilt room, look at the placemats and don't like them. Good they are not finished. I am changing the design and fabric and going to make some different ones.
It is exciting to have your grandchild move into their own place. We get to think of all kinds of wonderful stuff we have laying around that they could use. How fun!
Except for one thing. I live in Washington state, he lives in Massachusetts. The postage alone will nearly measure the National Debt.
So placemats, a hand made shower curtain and a bed quilt it will be.
Happy Housewarming to Gabe!!