While I’m sewing, I’m always thinking. Too often I’m thinking about things when I should be paying more attention to what I’m doing . . hence the frequent use of the seam ripper!
But, this morning while I’m sewing, I’m wondering:
Why do you quilt?
My guess is that most all of us have way more quilts than we’ll ever use. Some of us give away a lot of quilts but why quilts? Why not something else? We could be doing anything . . why are we quilting?
I’m obsessed with quilting I suppose. It’s mostly always on my mind. If I’m sitting upstairs spending quality time with Vince (while he sleeps in the recliner), I’m either doing handwork or knitting and I never sit there more than a few minutes that I don’t grab the laptop and start playing with Electric Quilt.
Do you think you’ll always be as intrigued with and committed to quilting?
Even 14 plus years ago when I was first divorced and Chad would go to his dad’s for weekends, friends would beg me to go out with them. Go to dinner; go to the movies; go have a drink. They all thought I needed to get a life. All I wanted to do was go home and sew!
I worked for an attorney and his office was this gorgeous old two story house. This very house, in fact:
See those two windows upstairs? That was my office. I had the whole upstairs to myself. The stairs were kinda steep so no one would ever come see me; I always had to come down if we needed to talk. Well, heck, c’mon in and have a look. Found these pictures on the internet.
This was my very office! Why did someone take a picture with the blinds all cock-eyed? That drives me nuts!
Of course, I had a desk and all kinds of other stuff in there. I had 1-1/2 hours for lunch and what’s a girl like me going to do for 1-1/2 hours? I had a Featherweight and all my sewing supplies in the closet and during lunch, I’d set it all up, including an ironing board, in this office. I’d run downstairs, heat up my lunch, bring it back upstairs and I’d spend the entire time sewing!
Chad was 6 when I began working full time and we stayed there til he was 9. I’d pick him up after school at 3:15 and bring him back to work with me. He’d have a snack and he would go into this office to do his homework and study. Yep, there was a desk and chairs in there too at the time.
The problem was . . that door leads out to a very nice deck up on the second floor and Chad could go sit out there and see what was going on in most of the south part of Lake Charles. He loved sitting out there and not much homework or studying got done. If you go back to the main picture of the house, you can see the deck railing on the side upstairs.
Whew! Those were the days. I loved that job and I loved the attorney I worked for and I loved my little private setup upstairs.
Anyway . . see how easily I get sidetracked? I had my quilting at work so I could sew during my long lunch break. The house is way up off the ground and John (the attorney) had a workshop down there. Many days during lunch, John was outside tinkering in his workshop while I was upstairs sewing. What a great job, huh?
Quilting has been a big part of my life for many years! And, I hope it is for many years to come. What about you?