survived the day

I am breathing.

It was a difficult day at work and by the end of it, all I wished to do was sit at my sewing machine.  So, that is what I did.  I finished cutting out a shirt and made some nine squares.  There is a quilt in my head that is trying to come out.  These squares are actually for the quilt that will end up in my chair or bed at some point.  I make one unique nine square and put it aside for the quilt that will stay in this house.  Not like we need another quilt but I do not turn down quilts.

The time at the machine was good.  Today was a tiring day at work and my cough is coming back.  But a shirt is started and more quilt blocks are being put together.  It is not really much in the grand scheme of things but with a short evening ramble that included frozen custard, it is a nice break from the madhouse.  Now, if I can survive the rest of the week.  I have to keep reminding myself that it is a nice paycheck.

More nine squares tomorrow!  Or spinning?  Or dough under my hands?  I need more people who need bread and it will get to them before it gets bad.  But that is just life.