Nov 27, 2007 11:50
Several weeks ago:
I went to bed and D stayed up to work on the computer. After an hour or so, he heard me call from the bedroom.
Me: D--? [First clue that I was asleep: we usually call each other by nicknames, not our real names.]
D [wandering through]: Yes?
Me: I want to ask you a question.
D: ...yes?
Me: *mumble mumble*
D: ...?
Me: *mumble mumble* it's about stitch sizes [turns over and continues sleeping]
Then last week I apparently was concerned about small squares of fabric, again while sound asleep. Last night we were talking about something to do with the duvet, and I ended up using the word "border", which didn't really apply to the duvet but does happen to relate to what I'd spent hours sewing that day (four foot long seams, huzzah!). I was half-awake for that one, I actually remember it.
Oops. I had to take a couple of months off sewing because of D moving in and then a shoulder injury, and I've been at it hell for leather for the last few weeks, I was so glad to get back to being able to sew again. My parents are visiting on Sunday and I want to have the quilt top finished by then. If D doesn't crack first.
so maybe i'm a daftie,
quilting