My Insanity Continues

I got another bundle of linen scraps from my Etsy seller, and then found two yards of a gorgeous 60" vintage navy linen on eBay for basically a song; that will serve as the backing. So I have all the fabric I need to make another recycled linen quilt.

Yes, I am insane. But very happy, too.

Seriously, I'm aware that I'm overloading myself with quilting projects, some of which I may never finish if my hands get worse fast. I don't care. You should do what makes you happy, especially in times when almost everything else does the opposite. I don't need another linen quilt. I need the happiness that comes with the possibility of making another one.

And hey, worst case scenario, I'll piece it on my Singer and send it out to be long-arm quilted, which is where I figure I'm heading with my quilting anyway once I can no longer hand sew.

One last note on NaNoWriMo 2020: My final wordcount was 75,105. I did not get on the site to update my stats before midnight, so the total there stands at 74,868. That is the most I've ever written during NaNo, so a new personal record for me. Whee!

Comments

nightsmusic said…

YAY on your record! And you're absolutely right. You need to do what makes you happy and to heck with what others think you should or shouldn't do (short of murder, of course) but I absolutely love how that last linen quilt you did turned out. It's really got a character all it's own so I'm sure this one will be just as wonderful :)

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