This is Atlanta on a foggy September morning on the way to Missouri yesterday.
It was luckily an easy travel day, but I wondered why I had booked row 10 and when I checked in 24 hours in advance they had me in row 14.
When I checked in at the airport YESTERDAY for my flight I’d been bumped to row 17.
I never would choose a center seat on purpose while flying solo!
Turns out that our plane had been changed 3 times, and they kept couples together who were originally ticketed together, and they stuck the rest of us in center seats. UGH.
Good thing it was only for a bit over an hour!
I claimed that center seat, pulled out my hexie bag and went to town!
Working on the fill in corners!
I’ve got 4 fill in corners to piece, all from neutrals so this is still going to be a long process before this quilt comes to completion, but it is really fun to see neutrals sewn to neutrals and play with all of the variety.
Zooming across Missouri!
I landed in St Louis, rented a luggage cart, hauled my sorry self to the Budget rental car counter, pushed my heavy laden cart to the center island outside of door 17 and waited to catch the shuttle bus.
This was the whole PAIN IN THE NECK of the whole morning. Can you see it?
Up comes the shuttle.
Here is Bonnie, flying solo with 2 50 lb bags of quilts, my rolling suitcase and my laptop bag.
The shuttle driver lady’s eyes flew wide open when she saw all of this luggage we needed to get on the shuttle. We heaved, we hefted, we pushed and we pulled. We made it! ((This is not the glamour part of this job, btw!))
I asked her if there was any way she could drop me CLOSE to my car, which was in spot E-7.
She said “Honey, I’ll pull you right up to the trunk!”
I really couldn’t ask for better service than that. And then we repeated the process: We hefted, we heaved, we pushed, we pulled and we carried those bags into my awaiting Chevy Impala….a brand spanking new vehicle with only 600 miles on it. Zoom!!
About an hour up the road I decided that I needed lunch. I was starving. I had been up since 4am Eastern time and it was 12:30 Missouri time…..and low and behold there was a sign for my favorite right off the next exit!
AND….HA! A sign for the Antique Barn less than 1/2 mile away!
Do I listen to this cookie?
When was the last time YOU listened to a cookie?
Take that, COOKIE!!
4:30pm! Safe and sound in Kirksville!
I’m being very well taken care of by the Helping Hands Quilt Guild of Kirksville, Missouri! A wine basket and a bag of scraps. What more could a tired girl ask for?
I met with some of the ladies at 5pm for a quick dinner, and then I excused myself to go back to my room for bed. It had been a very long long travel day and I couldn’t hardly keep my eyes open through dinner.
Luckily I have a morning here at my computer to catch up on things before being picked up for lunch and this afternoon’s Playing with Jack’s half day workshop.
Let more book writing commence!
Oh, and that hanging sleeve still waits to be stitched down – I ran out of gas last night and just could not do it.
Much love from Missouri!