just in case you thought there was a slight possibility that i was exaggerating just a touch regrading my current mental state – here’s some proof. randomly & totally out of the blue, this week i decided i needed to sew a quilt for the baby. mind you, i’ve already sewn one quilt & several blankets. what i really should be working on is stocking her boudoir with clothes, that she might actually wear. but no, the bee in my bonnet insisted i sew another quilt… i was a little worried that my the other quilt i had made was a bit too girly – because it had purple & pink in it, gasp! so, i thought i needed another, more subtle-ly pink quilt. anyway, long story short – i sewed the quilt. but, when all was said & done, there were two patchwork squares driving me crazy. one square had two pieces of the exact same fabric touching at the corners (yes! just the corners were touching). the other square had two pieces of the exact same fabric separated by only one small square. when i actually thought about it, i knew i was being crazy. hello?! the ENTIRE quilt is patchwork. lots of different fabrics going on there. no one would ever notice, except for me. & yet, all day long, i kept looking at that quilt, letting those two little squares eat me up inside. until finally, i picked up my trusty seam reaper, un-picked my way to those devilish little squares & fixed the problem. when i was done, i really & truly felt like i could breathe again.
believe me now? i’m definitely on the fast-track to the funny farm. hopefully this baby arrives before i make it the entire way.