Two steps forward, one step back.
Yesterday was spent in the basement, as Friday's are laundry days. Faced with more purging, I came to a realization--I had forgotten about my not worrying about anything more than a week away. My worry about being ready to move by early spring had taken over and I was turning into a Whirling Dervish-again. Time to slow down and try to take it one day at a time-again. Or maybe I need to go back to the routine I used during my last "big purge"-- an hour a day of purging and then back to the current stitching project. Yesterday I had decided to include the wonderful quilt, found in a drawer, into my donation quilt pile. However wonderful the piece was I really had no use for it, and there are two pieces ahead of it in line to be "kept because I love it". DH had mentioned some loose threads on the piece, so I attacked it with a pair of fine scissors. What a mess! Yes, this quilt is not the treasure I had thought it was. I'm not ev...