The weekend report

Friday on the way home from work I stopped and did a small amount of grocery shopping. When vegetables show up magically at work (via Field Goods) you just need to throw in some other stuff to the mix to make it all work. I surprised and amazed the check out guy by paying with Apple Pay and then I was homeward bound.

And, after the week I’d had at work, I stayed at home! I did a little sewing Friday night and then got to a point in the quilting project that I had to re-organize and break things into more manageable to handle groups. Felt like starting over but really it was the middle third that I was starting. And I got a ways into it yesterday and did more today. Today I hit the halfway point for the first round of sewing things together, which equates to about a quarter of the piecing, total.

Last night after I couldn’t sew anymore I tucked myself into bed and cracked open the computer. I’ve been tussling with the NaNoWriMo tale, uncertain how to tell this part of the story, unclear as to exactly what might happen. Well, apparently my brain had worked out what to do. I stayed up WAY too late writing. Not fiddling around, but actually writing. When the writing was done I was WAY wide awake.

I didn’t look at the writing until tonight, and frankly I wondered if it would be any good at all (did I mention how late I stayed up?). Today I sewed more. It’s just a slow tedious process. If it was squares, I’d be done already. That’s all I’m saying. But getting a chance to see a hunk of it sewn together, I can report that I like it.

Got to watch some Frank Capra movies while I sewed and ironed, sewed and ironed. That was good. Love me some Gary Cooper and Jimmy Stewart (not in the same movie).

Toodled off to NaNoWriMo writing group, although I was tired. Sat down and read what I’d written last night and hmmm it was pretty darn good. Made a couple corrections and added some more to it, so that was all positive. Left early because, well you know, tired. Get in the car and turn on the radio and, what are the chances?

There, on the radio, for my personal listening enjoyment, the Boston Symphony Orchestra playing Mendelssohn’s Incidental Music for A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Amazing. If you know what my NaNoWriMo is about you’ll find the amazement too. You too can enjoy said wonderful performance by going here for on demand listening.

I confess to flashing to the movie Dead Poet’s Society and the last speech of Puck, and here it came with another voice on the radio and then it was all over.

Now it’s time for a sip of port and some serious sleeping.