One of those days.

Yesterday started out pretty great.  Up early, full of energy.  Weather is perfection,  low 80s, nice cool breeze.  I went out and ran my errands, went to the grocers, you know that kind of thing. 

 

 

So I came home, got my borders cut for my cherry quilt and then remembered that I had bought a little  gift for a friend and I needed to get in the mail. Hmm. Where did I put that?  Probably someplace safe, right?  

 

 Then BAM my whole day turns into one of those days when I begin to TEAR THE PLACE APART looking for it.  Of course since lately I'd actually cleaned up a little, I thought it I might have accidentally  thrown it away.  Then I thought I might have casually tossed it on the cutting table, aka the dining room table, so I went though all the stuff I had laying on that table and believe me that took forever, since I actually put some stuff away in the search. Maybe it was in my little cart, emptied that twice.  I was pretty sure that I put it on the counter in my sewing room, so I went though that  stuff probably 10 times. Oh wait I might have lobbed it onto my sewing table with other stuff. Went through all the stuff on my table maybe 10 times. Through the recycling that sits at the end of the table because what If I knocked it off. Through the trash in case it was wrapped in mini bubble wrap and I didn't see it inside.  Oh maybe it's on the counter, the table, the cart oh wait maybe it's on the sewing table.  Finally probably two or more hours go by.  NOT EVEN EXAGGERATING.  I sat in defeat at my sewing table totally disgusted with myself and my ways.

 

And then I reached behind my sewing machine for about the 100th time and there it was.

 

So then I put the borders on the quilt and called it a day.  What's new with you?