Over a year ago I began my adventures in quilting.
I fell in love. I picked out fabrics for future quilts.
I even made two.
But then it happened.
Like it always does.
A.D.D. strikes back.
The fabrics were neatly folded and put away. Only one of my girls had her own quilt. I struggled with that.
this quilt pattern. Not only find it, but immediately make one for her nearly born son.
I was smitten. It was so different, yet so simple. I knew immediately that I needed to make one. How could I not?
Thankfully, I was about to see Heather. She was going to be my personal quilting instructor. Yes, please.
Bore to the ing.
With my $12.00 iron.
Then the trimming.
Oh, the trimming.
A.D.D. is making it's presence known.
But I keep clicking back to Heather's quilt. Thinking of what this will soon be. Once I can force myself to get past this stage.
Keep me accountable.
Keep me ironing.
Or come over and do it for me.
It is sooooooooooooo boring!!!
But it will be soooooooooo cute. Soon. Soon. I hope.