Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Quilting The Blues Away
I'd love to show you all the fun quilty stuff I've gotten into over the past week, but what you see above is just about it. I've forced myself to emerge from a several day pitty party and it wasn't the type of party that involved my cute little pibbles. Yes, sometimes quilters get the blues. So what did I do?? After kicking myself in the pants, I forced myself off the couch and decided to quilt something. Actually I decided to quilt absolutely nothing, rather, just quilt.
I grabbed two fat quarters from the shelf and sandwiched them together. I sat down at my HQ Sweet 16 and started moving the fabric (I knew I had an almost a full bobbin of Aurifil 2610 Light Blue Gray left from quilting MOD Bear Paw). Slowly pebbles formed and they morphed into swirls. A few curves later and I had a cute little feather. So, I just quilted until the words "Be Happy" appeared. Happiness is a choice and sometimes it's a rather hard choice.
I ran out of bobbin in the middle of the stipples. I didn't feel the need to wind another and keep going. It was almost 8:30 and what had been on the bobbin had done the trick. I felt better, I was able to choose to be happy.
What was I unhappy about?? Nothing big really. Just small little things all combined together was enough to make me feel blah. Maybe it was the weather.
David ended up having to be away from home this past weekend and even his cat, J.R. Puffin Stuff aka Junior, was feeling the blues too. These are his "I want my daddy" faces.
But everyone seems to be back to their normal selves and life is chugging right along. Hopefully, I can get started on my long list of quilting this evening. Or who knows, maybe I'll get bitten by a squirrel. Which reminds me, Sandra's DrEAMi Linky Party, dedicated to out favorite quilting distractions, is going on right now over at mmm!quilts. Have you ever had one of those Drop Everything And Make it moments? If so, link up a post about your moment and let us know we aren't alone.
So what do you do when you have a case of the quilting blues? Or the creepy cruds? Or the blahs? How do you pick yourself up out of that mess?