Sometimes, I amaze myself. Not often, just sometimes. Usually I put things in “Safe” places, assuring myself that when the time comes to remember where this is going, I WILL remember…….unfortunately, I usually DON’T.
However, sometimes the plan works, particularly if I repeatedly put multiple somethings of the same kind in the same place (fairly soon after one another so the memory stays!)
You may have seen on Instagram that I’ve been hand quilting in big stitch a black, white and red quilt. This is an olde quilte – dating back to the early 2000’s. Quilting done, it was time to hunt out the binding, cos I knew I had cut (maybe even made up?) the binding as it was the same fabric as the sashing. In my wisdom, back in the day, I would cut up the binding strips, even if I didn’t make the bindings, put them in a paper bag, named with the quilt to which it belonged, and then onto a particular shelf in a cupboard.
Amazingly, when I went to THAT spot on the self, there it was…….well, it was the bottom bag and I did have slight conniptions as bag after bag didn’t reveal the expected fabric, but all was well.There it was, cut but not made up, but that didn’t matter……it was THERE!
Now don’t go thinking I’m really smart, because at Squealers last weekend I forgot to take the red thread to stitch the binding down! No-one else had red thread and (on my high horse now) I wasn’t going to compromise. So I just prepped it all ready to go.That night I got out the red thread and sewed that binding down, staying up way past my bed time to get it finished, then pulled the basting stitches out on a visit with GJ the next day.
Do you have a long-time quilt that’s nearly finished or finished recently? How do you go with putting things is a “Safe Place”?