So a couple of weeks ago it was a bit of stomach flu that kept me close to my bathroom for two days. Then it was a head cold that made my nose drip in a most unladylike fashion. Now that the cold has run its course, a flare-up of arthritis has made it impossible to keep an appointment this morning. I think I might be able to get down the stairs in an emergency situation, but I wouldn't bet on being able to get back up them.
Sometimes it feels good just to be able to moan and groan and whine a little bit. Doesn't take the pain away, but it gets rid of the stress from nodding and smiling and telling everyone that "I'm just fine."
So now that I have gotten that out of my system, I think I will spend most of my day sewing on a Grandmother's Flower Garden quilt top that I am determined to finish by spring. It is made up of hundreds of inch and three quarter sized hexagons, all sewn together by hand.
I'm adding another row of sage green hexagons around each of these blocks. The quilt has sort of an old fashioned look to it and I like that. If I remember right, the quilt is done in rows of seven blocks each, making it seven rows wide and seven rows long, equaling about a 75 inch square quilt. I'll post a picture of the finished quilt, if I ever get done with it.
Sewing on my quilt - listening to some audio murder mystery books I downloaded - might turn out to be a good day after all.
God's Word of the Day, 3/22/18
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