I’m almost as excited about the arrival of new quilting cottons as I am about the arrival of materials. Maybe more so, as I buy it so rarely.
I was getting all excited about getting to work on quilting up some UFOs, but as Nick was very kindly cutting my batting to size (I have a really odd relationship with batting, and hate touching most kinds of it), Merthin decided that the batting obviously looked liked fun, and ripped a big hole in it. So, the cat ended up taking a punishment shower, and I drove down to Cambridge to pick up a new piece, but I now have no one to cut it for me and that idea will have to wait until tomorrow. The original batting can be further chopped for a smaller quilt or cushion covers; I’m not too worried about it.
What to do tonight though? I’ve just spent a good hour finishing up some binding I’ve been slowly putting together. Perhaps it’s time for next project. But we’ll see how I feel about that after a cup of coffee.