Just put in what will be the final bobbin. If there were another one I’m not sure what to think except it would be for bare couple square inches. Geesh. Reverted to a “Top 50 or so” playlist because I just couldn’t deal with nothing.
Shower and dinner to follow, in no particular order.
Just a little more of the exciting and sometimes fraught-with-peril part of going around in between the yellow bits. Started roughly with some un-sewing. Now a few placed straight pins are helping out as needed.
Took a moment of the quilt being in an ugly position to quilt in my last name and now I’m ready for the last push. I like sneaking in my name somewhere, just for posterity’s sake.
In other news, I wonder what it would be like to have a sewing room with heat?
The little birdies are happily enjoying the two feeders I put out yesterday. There’s a blue jay on the ground. The feeders are lower to the ground than I might normally do (in a big honeysuckle bush) but apparently there’s enough cover and places for birds to sit and fly to that it’s all good. I saw a cat on the other side of the nearby fence but none of the birds bothered with it.
This morning I enjoyed steel-cut (aka pinhead) oatmeal. I stirred sun-wise so I expect good things today.
Last night I apparently ran out of things to listen to. I’m either going to have to wear headphones today or come up with a new plan. I would have listened to classical or other more symphonic stuff, but it just doesn’t carry over the sewing machine noise. On the other hand, I have about 4-6 columns width of the top dark area left to do so that problem will be less of one in a few hours.
Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.
