Indian print quilt

We survived hubby’s first week after surgery, and for the first couple of days, he mostly slept.  I am not sure whether he was all that tired or if it simply hurt too much to move.  I figured out how to be the perfect nurse.  With my gin in tow, I’d sit on the deck under the thatch roof where I had a good look at the main bedroom window, exactly on his position on the bed.  He complained about the hospital noises and the nurses, doing their jobs, shame, bothering him.  I vowed not to go into the room, and from this lovely spot, I could see any movement he made or whether he was awake and trying to get up.

Our dogs loved every moment he stayed in bed and did what they do best.

The moment he started moving, all hell broke loose.  The man went back to gardening as if nothing happened.  I warned, fought and pleaded.  Eventually I decided to agree with my friend, Karin, "I am not his mother", and stopped lecturing him.

Our son suggested a couple of series for us to watch to keep him still. For days, while he tried to fix everything he thought got neglected during his illness, we watched For All Mankind and enjoyed it thoroughly. It was several seasons with long episodes, which took a while to finish.

Next on our list was See. Although I am not a fan of fantasy, the storyline kept me intrigued.

We went freezer shopping as my one upright freezer quit just before we moved to the new place.  I struggled, as I am used to having four freezers.  I dislike shopping daily but also hate not having the ingredients when I want to make a recipe.  So I keep my freezers and grocery cupboard stocked.

Once again, my almost-always-tidy house is one big mess.  I dare not give hubby too much leisure time, or he will find something to change, fix, or demolish.  This time, he removed 2 cupboards in the living area.  One at the top and the other at the bottom to make room for an anthracite stove.  We can make a wood fire in the fireplace, but it means hubby has to walk in and out fetching wood regularly, which is no fun, especially in winter.  It will take me days to get rid of all the cement dust after the grinding to remove the tiled surface between the two cupboards.

Luckily. I received this Indian print quilt, so I had a good excuse to avoid the dust and noise and could retreat to my frame room.

The quilter only asked for straight-line horizontal stitching four inches apart.  She is now on vacation, but when she returns, she'll take a look and decide whether she needs vertical stitching as well.