When It Rains...

Did you ever have a really crappy week? Sure you have. And when it rains, it pours. I'll spare you all of the grisly details and just say this; it is not a good idea to catch pink eye from your toddler when you already have a cold from said youngster. On top of spreading infections, he's not sleeping. Thank you very much Daylight Savings Time. I'm pretty sure he thinks we're messing with his head, and since he's my kid, he's not going quietly. Since I've been gross and infectious, I haven't been going to the chiropractor about my neck. Did I mention that my neck is still bothering me from the accident? There are also issues with the accident and issues with money, yadda, yadda, yadda. And so it goes.

Maybe he'll treat me for free when he grows up.

Fortunately, during the brief moments when my eyes stop watering, I've been able to slip into a happy place with a little hand quilting. I started quilting this piece a few years ago. It is really big but I had finished most of the quilting when I stopped working on it. When I got pregnant, I would fall asleep under it while trying to quilt it. I pretty much slept through my first trimester. So I put it down and it became a UFO. Now seems like a good time to pick it up and try to finish it. When it rains, it pours, so you might as well quilt.