You know yesterday's post? I could pretty much repeat it to describe today. Made coffee, waited for everyone to come help clean, no one showed up, I cleaned the second bathroom, and I worked on the basket quilt during periods of grime soaking.
Not only did I not get to go to Quilt Market, but I spent much of the time in my bathrooms, inhaling fumes that are undoubtedly detrimental to my health. I live a glamorous life, marked by one high point after another.
But there's a small glimmer of happiness in my day--the Picnic quilt top. Shall I show you? Okay, you twisted my arm.
Remember the movie Groundhog Day where Bill Murray lived the same day over and over again? Well, I still have the livingroom, two bedrooms, an office, the Sweat Shop, and the kitchen left to clean. I'll have the coffee ready at 9 a.m. No, I won't hold my breath.