I had a finish last night!
A binding finish that is.
And a new policy at home that I’ve been reluctant to bring up, but for my own happiness it has to happen.
And I decided all of this while having evening sewing time while Jeff was gone, and The Hubster was off to work in Boston.
The men in my house have had run of the front room TV for as long as I can remember. And I always acquiesced, letting them watch whatever inane sitcoms they wanted to. I would heave a sigh and head off to the basement to do what I do away from my family, but not fully happy with my decision on many levels.
There has been no compromise. Except for when it comes from my end. And our compromise on what to watch has always been “If you are going to watch that, then I am going downstairs.” And it wasn’t the best solution, really. Not if we want to be a family.
There are just too many different tastes going on under this one roof! And it is time to start to SHARE. I don’t always want to be solo in the basement. It’s not a good enough solution.
I love finding happy little surprises like this when binding!
Yes, there are still threads to pull too!
Monday, Wednesday and Friday the remote is MINE. And I will be in my own comfy UPSTAIRS binding chair. I’d love to impose on myself a “hand work only after dinner” kind of challenge, so I can be WITH my family, not down here in the basement at a machine. I know there will be exceptions because deadlines happen, but it’s a goal. To help me relax more, to unwind a bit and not feel like I’m pedal to the metal all the time. This is what I do at the cabin – handwork only after dinner, and I think I want it here too. At LEAST on Monday, Wednesday and Friday!
Tues, Thurs, Sat, Sun? I’ll turn the remote over to the guys. But my hope is on Sunday to find something we ALL can agree on together. It’s going to be a battle, and I may find myself back in the basement on more than one occasion. It’s also likely that on Monday, Wednesday and Friday I’ll be in the living room by myself as THEY slink off elsewhere.
This is what it’s like being the only female in a house full of grown men.
Sun dappled against my lattice this morning!
Loving this SO MUCH!
And these words!
What is there to catch to keep from being happy? Grow. Serve. Here you are, shining sun in you. Nothing and everything all in one.
It really doesn’t make sense if you try the read the fabric, but I love catching bits of things that mean something to me. Grow. Serve. Should be Serve –then Grow. And there is nothing to catch to keep me from being happy.
Today is Tuesday, so the remote is theirs. I may suffer through heinous laugh tracks on sitcoms that are not that funny. [If it’s funny, I’ll laugh without the canned audience, thank you!] but handwork after dinner is in full force. Especially as we go into winter months. I think it’s going to be good.
How do you handle these kinds of situations at your house? There HAS to be something better than "You watch what you want here, and I'll go watch what I want over there."
On the book front!
This was order pull #3 from yesterday.
We added 5 more tubs to this load before going to the post office.
We filled THIS to overflowing!
And stacked these by the back door as the truck was just arriving to pick up!
And this morning I ordered this:
I’ve developed a [hopefully temporary] case of TRIGGER THUMB on my right hand! If I bend my thumb, it pops into position, and STAYS THERE. I can’t bend it back. It takes a lot of effort to get it TO bend back unless I help it with the other hand. There is a weird popping and locking sensation. Kind of comical really.
I always joked about “writers cramp” but signing nearly 2,000 books has caused this little episode, first time ever for me.
I did some checking on Web MD:
Holding an object firmly for prolonged periods can lead to trigger thumb, says WebMD. Diabetes, gout and rheumatoid arthritis are medical conditions associated with a trigger thumb. Musicians, farmers and industrial workers typically experience trigger thumb because their jobs involve plenty of repetitive thumb movements. The condition typically happens in women and affects people between 40 and 60 years of age.
A sore thumb base is an early symptom of trigger thumb, notes WebMD. Other symptoms include a painful clicking sensation whenever the thumb is bent and a locked bent or straight thumb position that requires gentle adjustment using the other unaffected hand.Yesterday I wrapped a Band-Aid around the thumb joint, and then wrapped it further with micropore tape to keep the thumb from bending. But the pain is at the base of my hand, in the thick part below the thumb, so the thumb joint issue is just further up the chain. It’s the whole tendon, not the joint itself. Tendons CROSS joints, and that’s what enables us to move the joint. [they are like rubber bands] so some R&R for this hand will help matters greatly.
And it’s coming. I have only about 200 Essential Triangle Tools left. And just about as many books. Bets are being made here at which invoice number I run out on!!
It’s hard to calculate, because some folks have ordered 2 books 1 ruler, some have ordered 3 books 3 rulers [order sharing with friends for free postage!] And some have ordered ONLY rulers, no books…It’s going to be interesting what runs out first: The books? Or the tools?!
If you are in that batch of pre-orders that have to wait a bit longer, I apologize. We bought out the whole warehouse on EVERYTHING. They are printing more. It’s out of my hands, but more are on their way SOON. This is so crazy. I’ve had a hard time wrapping my brain around it.
This I know. I will be out before Friday, and I'm going to the cabin for that R&R.
While I’m home I’ve been photographing some of my OWN quilts for our Quiltville Quote of the Day, and Sadie stepped right into the action this morning. With all of the bins and boxes and things in my house, the kitchen, which isn’t very large, is the only place I have to lay out a quilt with enough lighting. I hope you enjoy this one!
Quiltville Quote of the Day!
The words we speak, and even think become the kind of home we live in. The words we speak set the tone for our home. Today speak kindness.
Vintage star quilt found in North Carolina.
Have a great Tuesday, everyone!