Last evening with the kids got a bit ugly. I definitely was not wearing my happy face. I don’t know what it was (maybe hormones or something) but my patience was gone, gone, gone.
So, when the kids were tucked in bed (a bit earlier than usual) I decided I needed some serious me time.
I was feeling desperate to make a quilt. It has been so long. I wanted to make something super simple; like a plain front and back with contrasting stippling or something. When I went through my stash I realized that it was greatly depleted of solid fabric.
I had one piece of Kona Cotton Bone and some Med Gray, but that was it. The gray piece wasn’t even big enough. So I had to add some color but it still ended up pretty simple.
Since I was loving my selfish sewing time I decided at about 9:00 that I was going to finish it that night so I went with my usual loops for quilting instead of something more involved.
I did finish it that night. It was about midnight when it went into the washer.
When I slipped into bed last night I was feeling much more at peace. Thank goodness for crafts. Making this quilt calmed my nerves and allowed me to rationally reflect on the evening.