On Monday I went to the totally awesome Riley Blake warehouse sale. On the way, I decided I should make a quilt for Rebecca’s ninth birthday, which happened to be 9 days away. Sure, I can get it done. I’ll pace myself, I thought.

It was 9 days, then I checked the calendar. Her birthday is Tuesday, not Wednesday! Oops, 8 days. Of course, I can’t work on it while she’s at home, but she goes to school, and I can work on it after bed. Okay, she doesn’t go to school on the weekends, and she goes to bed at 8:30 then comes out periodically for drinks and bathroom breaks for about an hour…

how many hours do I have to do this quilt??

 So far it’s working out okay. I still have a lot to do before it’s done. My desk, right before she came home:

I just love the sense of organized chaos. Everything ADHD in me should hate quilting: the methodical cutting, the repetitious chain stitching, the awful ironing, more stitching, more ironing, more stitching… every step of the way I can’t wait to be able to move onto the next step until I’m holding a soft cuddly blanket in my hands like magic!

Lest you think I’ve been ignoring my slacker duties, I will tell you:
I took a nap while Rebecca did her homework.
I served the exact same dinner as I did last night.
My kitchen looks like this:

Be honest. You love me just a little bit more for showing you my disaster of a kitchen, don’t you? And before you roll your eyes and say, “sure, it’s probably clean every other day,” I want you to consider the following:
that’s more than one day’s worth of dishes.

Also, you should know that before I took the picture, I asked Rebecca to unload the dishes for her chore. Well, she misunderstood me and also loaded the dishes. Not that I was complaining, but rest assured, this picture coulda been worse. And uh, there are other rooms in my house… they don’t look a whole lot better, either.

Completely unrelated, but too darling not to share… how precious is my sweet little Nicole? She’s an angel with an attitude, but today she was all princess!