I've been a bit quiet lately (unless you found a self-indulgent post from me in your reader last night which I made the mistake of publishing rather than putting it in drafts and deleting like I normally do when I need to vent! Sorry about that).
I've quite enjoyed the quiet, to be honest. The lack of screen time, not having to read unhappy things about unhappy people. Feeling no sense of obligation to anyone. Being completely in the moment, with my friends and family, my garden and my quilting.
The Hexy MF quilt is going great guns. Six flowers were completed in only a couple of days, and then it came to a standstill as we wait for a big order of papers to arrive from the US. I glue basted the first lot of hexagons - and after sewing them together I was convinced that my glue basting career was over. I just didn't like it.
But then I thread basted some hexies the other night and it actually hurt my arms for some reason, and I didn't find it as relaxing as I usually do. So I might just go back to glue basting a little longer.
I really should do a post someday on the tips and tricks I've learned through paper piecing. A lot of these tricks are applicable to other sewing too. Yeah - I will do that.
This morning - one year, one month and eight days after he saved my life - my surgeon told me that my biliary system and liver were back to normal, said I was obviously fit and healthy, and gave me the all-clear and discharged me from the outpatients' clinic. The relief and joy I feel is indescribable. The Mister is just chuffed that finally someone called me "normal".
Next week I am flying north to spend a week with a hundred of my best quilting buddies. I am so excited. On the first day of my holiday, I will be climbing this.
(Photo by http://www.flickr.com/photos/soomaa/1998334260/)
I haven't climbed it since I was a teenager. I may stitch a hexagon at the top to celebrate.