It's been a topsy-turvy week.
While I was still shaking from the June 6 car wreck, I got some REALLY upsetting news. Remember the house block, the sum total of many sleepless hours and a good deal of angst in May?
Because of the DeSoto quilt retreat, I knew I'd miss the hand-off of the house blocks at the June 6 Milwaukee Art Quilters meeting--and I sure did, as I spent a good part of that evening sitting in a bowling alley parking lot in Madison, in my bashed-in SUV, waiting for my son and husband to rescue me--so I had dropped the block, in a Priority Mail packet, in the mail June 2 before leaving for DeSoto. About June 8, I got an email from the house quilt organizer saying my block had not arrived.
Carumba. Now THAT is real terror. I started shaking all over again.
I sweat bullets for days and realized I had transposed a couple numbers in the recipient's address. I was hoping, hoping, that my precious packet wouldn't get ground up in the teeth of the U.S. Postal Service. And I was frantic at the thought of having to remake that block. I dug the patterns and diagrams out of the recycling bin, just in case. Despair...
Finally, good news--two days ago, the packet with the block found its way back to my own mailbox. And last night I drove into the city to rendezvous with the intended recipient. Very relieved and happy to have placed the block in her hands.
Yes! Over and done with, this time for sure. I hope...
- Always confirm and re-confirm the address.
- Always spring for Delivery Confirmation.
So with that crisis averted, it's back to happyland for me.
Tonight I spent pressing HSTs, prepping to begin block construction on Nellie's Wedding Quilt.
I need 1152 HSTs for the blocks of this quilt. By my count more than 1000 of these little soldiers are finished and ready to go. Almost there.