My daughter bought a duvet cover made from an extremely slippery fabric, which led to the inner sliding down to their feet at night, leaving them without a cover or heat for their bodies. No problem for her; mom can quilt, so the cover, as is, was simply dropped off by me. Sides not unpicked or cut, no batting and somehow, I had to work with a backing the same size as the top. Sadly, I had to cut her top smaller to accommodate my side clamps on the frame.
This quilt
also does not have 90° corners, as the purchased cover was so skewed and I wanted to use most of the available fabric.
Luckily, on a bed, the corners will hang down the sides; hopefully, it
will not be that obvious.
After
putting it on her bed, she sent me a photo.
In my
previous post, I mentioned cleaning house, and I decided to take it a step
further by cleaning out my e-mail list too.
Often, over several years, I’d read a blog post talking about a new
pattern, block or technique, and in an attempt to find out more, I had to join
their mailing list.
I helped
hubby in our business for several years. On my way to the office in the
morning, I’d stop by the mail box to get the new mail. Once at the office, I’d open these and stack
them in a pile, starting from the top. I would work through all the mail, doing
reconciliations where needed, paying what needed to be paid, or simply responding
to questions.
Then I took
an eight-year break. When I returned post was almost non-existent, and e-mail
took over. I hated it! I preferred my stacked-up pile, seeing how it
gets smaller with every finish, but e-mail never stopped coming. I would still attend to number 5 when 2 or 3
new emails would pop up.
After
selling the business and going on pension, I deliberately cut down on my
computer time, especially e-mails, but then when I eventually got to it, I had
heaps of emails and mostly junk I had no interest in. I unsubscribed from a bunch of sites. Now it is almost fun getting behind the
computer again, checking out what I want to; not having to work through all,
mostly wasting time.
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