A Meh Week

 

On the whole I am content with my new life but much of the past week was a bit “Meh”. There was one sunny day but I spent it at work. It feels like it would be nice to get out in the garden again and tidy up but it it is all still too wet. At least some daffodils in a pot are trumpeting their heads off. 

I went on a road trip to the seaside and had very good fish and chips but did not come home with any fun purchases. I know I don’t need anything in particular but I should at least have bought some nice croissants for my Sunday breakfast. Nessie had a haircut which set me back £50.00 - I am so over being poor;) She does look smart though, although someone on the street commented that she was a lovely Yorkie!

Work was pretty quiet so I started a joint project with a colleague where we each stitch an Amanda Murphy “Moonlight Serenade” panel. It is not complicated, just a bit repetitive because I have to place virtual markers to create areas in which to place the digital designs. On the B990 there is a camera scanner which makes that job much quicker and easier. 

I have now sewn all of my puffs into 3’s so the next job is to French seam all of them before joining them into 9’s then even larger chunks. It is a surprisingly time consuming task that I can imagine will end up looking a bit of a mess on the reverse if I have seams twisting all over the place. I should probably just have made a log cabin quilt.

I watched Series 2 of “The Night Manager” on the telly and it was very tense like when someone is rummaging in desk drawers and you know they are about to get caught. I did not expect that ending - the Baddies won. 

I have throughly enjoyed reading “Butter” by Asako Yusuki, a gastronomic novel far more about Japanese society than the the actual serial killer and journalist looking for proof of innocence at its outset.

Now that I have a job, Sunday feels like the day before the school week with lots of chores, homework to do, and packed lunch to make. I managed to find a parking spot on the street so I am going to load the car with 2 suitcases of quilts, covering them up with a tatty blanket. I am giving a talk in town later in the week and can’t fit both suitcases in my festival trolley. I have managed to borrow a projector so I can give a slideshow. I own 3 projectors but, of course none of them are here. One of them might be here because I am convinced that I have seen it but I have no idea where it is now or maybe I saw it at Christmas in my old workshop, sigh…