It was puppies.
Evidently just as I feel into a deep sleep last night they decided to sing (BARK) for attention, I didn't hear them but Dad sure did. He came down and tried to calm them, thinking they wanted to go outside or that there was deer or something outside making noise. He never figured it out, because he left the gate to the stairs open and they rushed upstairs and climbed into bed on top of Mom. They absolutely refused to leave and proceeded to snuggle up for the night.
I hope it was a one night thing. I enjoy stretching out and sleeping until I feel like waking up. Not worrying all night that they will wake up and get into something or leave me a surprise to step in when I climb out of bed. Although it was awfully sweet to wake up to puppy paws softly reaching out and a warm ball of fur snuggled up feeling safe and cozy. They quit barking as soon as they were back with Mom. This could be the start of something I wasn't ready for.
I wanted to wait until after their spay and neuter appointment in May, before allowing them to sleep out of their kennels. Keeping them calm in their kennels is a whole lot easier, especially since they shouldn't climb stairs. Oh well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.
I know they didn't sleep incredibly well either since they are already drifting back to sleep this morning. I'd like to, but I am a bit behind on my chores and I want to finish the quilt today. Since Hubs has a virtual meeting this morning and I can't be down on my longarm while he's trying to hear, I figure I will use that time to clean up, mop floors (again... puppies), make their food and some treats. By the time he's finished with his meeting, I should be finished with my chores. Then... it's play time!
I learned yesterday that when you step away from a challenge for long enough, when you process everything that potentially caused the problems in the first place and you ask the universe for help... well it seems the planets align and magic happens.
After I ranted and raved yesterday, I felt I needed a serious social media break, I needed to step away from society entirely and loose myself in my own thoughts. So I headed down to my quilting space and decided I was finally going to tackle unquilting that darn quilt. It's for special friends and it was really making me frustrated that nothing was working for me. So turned on a podcast for distraction, and to mute out the cuss words I knew were going to spew forth and started to work. I do not for the life of me understand why it was so simple, why the unquilting happened as smoothly as the original quilting had gone in, but suddenly it did.
After probably 20 hours total of trying to get those darn stitches out, in less than three hours they were all removed. The loose threads were tidied and it was ready to be quilted. I have to admit I was in heaven. The first quarter row showed me that the tension was still wrong and had to be ripped out again. In my frustration I simply turned the knob - no idea if it was even going the right direction at that point, I just took a darn leap of faith. Stopped and ripped out stitches and started over. To my utter amazement after trying so hard in January to get the tension right, after pulling out over 24 inches of stitches (width of quilt) my frustration had finally gotten it where it needed to be. The stitches were perfect!
My babies hung out with me, even suckering me to letting them out back for a minute or two. Beau wanted to go explore, at least Belle stayed close. I can't wait for the fence to be installed, it will be a total game changer.
When I finally stopped for the night, I'd been quilting for about four hours, I am so close to being done. I probably would have finished yesterday, but I literally stopped every foot or so of quilting to check the stitches. If you have ever unquilted a quilt you will totally understand the fear was real. If not, thank your lucky stars.
I am finishing that quilt today. It isn't even up for negotiation. I want to deliver it before the week is out. My dear friends have been incredibly patient waiting for their Christmas present. And I couldn't be more grateful. Sometimes you simply have to walk away from something that has your heart and mind swirling until you can approach it calmly. I feel the same way about "that sweater". I simply had to put it away for a bit. I will start working on it again when I am calm and ready to deal with the mess that it currently is. Or I will frog it and use the yarn for another project where I will love it, because I am not loving it.
I guess that is kind of how I felt yesterday, my frustration with our world was off the charts. I know there is nothing I can do in the current moment in time to impact any of it, so I knew that I needed to step away. I think I will be doing a lot of stepping away for a bit. I am going to focus on things I can impact at the current moment, I don't do well with feeling helpless - I mean I am a Leo after all. We do tend to want to be in control of things around us.
I also feel like Mother Nature is telling me to calm down and cool my jets, it's going to be cool and rainy for at least the next week or so. Seems March is trying to go out as a lion. It's perfect for me to focus on my own little space. And with the new moon coming on April 1, it is the perfect time for me to "get my house in order" before it arrives. She's encouraging me to get all of my chores done before the camping season begins and I don't want to do any of them. A gal has to have priorities right?
It's time to get started doing life... Maybe tomorrow will include a picture of a quilt...
love and peace...
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