I signed up for a class to be held the 28th of March. Part of the preparation for the class was to make sixteen 9 1/2" blocks in advance. I decided I wanted to make the project out of selvage blocks so I made sixteen of them. By the time I was done making them, three days later, my right wrist was killing me. I managed to work through the pain to piece them into an 8x2 panel of blocks:
I spent yesterday quilting the blocks so that they can be made into a bag.... that part was easy peasy in comparison to the piecing and I DID use the button instead of the wheel to lift the needle.
Now I have one week to prepare for a fabric sale. I hope to get rid of at least a couple of bins of fabric to quilters who have less. I sell the stuff I no longer want for $3 a yard, so it's a great deal. So sad to let go of some of it, but I know I'll never use it all. Besides, we just put an offer in on a new house and the less we have to pack and move, the better.
It feels good to purge stuff I don't want any more... as artists, often our tastes change over time. Lots of fabric I loved, and just don't anymore... and then there's the stuff that I look at and think 'What was I thinking???' and can't imagine why I bought it in the first place. All of it has to go.
Last year after this sale, I felt SO good, and I took the money and invested it in stock, rather than more fabric which felt really great to be doing something productive with the money. This year, that fabric money may be going toward things for a new house... we shall see.
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