Thursday, June 29, 2017

8 work days left and counting...

I started shredding files yesterday. It felt so good. I had files back to 2010 that no one else would ever need. People who I wanted to remember that attended meetings and other info that would be meaningless to anyone else.

I slept last night for 4.5 hours straight. That's the most I've slept in a row with no "work" dreams in months. I actually woke up feeling as though I slept instead of thinking, "Wow, I'm still tired."

It would have been so much fun to stay home, make ravioli quilt blocks, mop the kitchen, and do laundry. But I promised I'd be here until the end of the work day Monday, July 10.

I'm so sorry I was raised to give two weeks notice.

I hope you're having a great day and a great week. I have actually made four ravioli by hand this week. I remember now how much I like working by hand.

I'm going to sew the blocks together on the machine...and maybe make some blocks on the machine. I am so much more accurate by hand.

Take care and I can't wait until I have time to visit your blog and read all the back posts I have missed.


Tuesday, June 27, 2017

I just gave my notice at work

I'll have more time to quilt and enjoy life starting on July 11, 2017.

And I'll have time to learn to cook rice and Spam from Costco, too.

Back to minimum wage to find a quiet, simpler life.

Lizzy, when you mentioned Michael's it inspired me. The first application I'm turning in is at Ben Franklin. ;-)

Talk to you soon.


Monday, June 12, 2017

Dear sewing machine diary...

Note to self:

- Don't go weeks between sewing sessions. It was like I was starting over from scratch.

- Never, ever, never, ever, never am I going to play with anything that involves touching one of the three dials on my machine.
It took me an incredible amount of time to get everything set again so I could do a great looking straight line.

- It's a witch of a thing when the automatic needle threader almost works. The key word being almost.

I've been trying all the tricks my personal sewing teacher (the Internet) suggested. I finally got out my tiny wired manual needle threader. It sort of works. Actually, it works better than the one on the machine.

I got so frustrated that I starting taking the needle out, threading it, and then putting it back on the machine. I do remember actually threading the needle right on the machine without even a needle threader. Now I can't actually even tell there's a hole in the needle.

There is, at least, another 5 x 5 section of ravioli done.

And just to show you how starved I am for making things, here's what caught my eye today. I immediately started trying to figure out what I could make with it as I was dialing my work insurance company to file a claim for a shattered 2007 Toyota Yaris back window.
And no, you don't want to know anything about the shattered back Yaris window other than new good news that no one was hurt.

I close reminding myself that:
Miss you.


Thursday, June 1, 2017

Just saying, "Hi."

Missing you.

Not a stitch sewn, although I keep going into my sewing room just to soak up the happy, relaxed vibe.

When I see my ravioli, I think of you and I imagine you happily sewing away. It gives me comfort to imagine you sitting in the sunshine and stitching away.

I looked at my package of 100, bright, shiny sewing machine needles. At this rate they'll last me into the next century.

I can imagine someone down the years saying, "Why did that woman have a package of 100 sewing machine needles?" OK, 99...I put one in the machine, but I haven't actually used it to make a stitch.

Can you tell I'm still at work and starting to get silly? lol.

Love and hugs to you.