Puttering

It has been a nothing kind of weekend, which is just what I needed. After the Great Office Clean Friday, I wasn't up to doing much that evening, opting to stay home rather than brave the torrential rain and wind to join a group of friends for dinner. It truly was pouring buckets, although much of the rain came down sideways. I was falling asleep in front of Becoming Jane by eight p.m., and in bed shortly thereafter. Ah, the exciting single life.

Off to Panera early Saturday, with a vague idea of getting ahead on the materials for the Bible studies I'm in. The rain had stopped, but the wind decided to hang around; while the temperature was in the mid-forties, it felt like fifteen. Brrr. I managed to get a bit ahead on both studies, and go through some cryptic crosswords. This particular crossword book has puzzles that become progressively more difficult; I've reached the midpoint of the book and am struggling a bit. Exactly how I figured out that Member of the minor nobility in Spain to go, after greeting lad's return (7) is hidalgo, is a puzzlement, but I'm sure it's right. Go comes after a greeting - hi - and after lad's return - dal. Thus: hi+dal+go=hidalgo. I thought Hidalgo was a horse.

Time takes on a funny elasticity on Saturdays. I spent the rest of the day watching the rest of Becoming Jane and the last three episodes of season three of Battlestar Galactica, in between baking cookies, making a casserole and cleaning out the sewing room closet. Cleaning the closet was not on the list for the weekend, but ironically enough, I needed to put away the pail I had taken to the office to use for cleaning on Friday. The pail that formerly held several balls of yarn, and lived in the closet in the sewing room. The pail I simply dumped over at five thirty Friday morning, not caring where the yarn went because I was in a hurry...

Yeah, I cleaned out the closet.

But it was a good thing, as I finally decided to cut into strips some miscellaneous fabric pieces that had not yet made it to their homes in the stash bins. I have a bin of 2 1/2 inch strips, all cut from miscellaneous leftover fabric, that will eventually become a scrap log cabin quilt. While I was at it, if the pieces were big enough, I also cut an equilateral triangle four inches on each side, to be used for a scrap quilt as well. All that is left is a small (double shoebox) container full of seasonal fabric on which I can actually close the lid.

More messing about today. Nap after church, little bit of laundry, some cooking for lunches for next week. Maybe a little more fabric playing, as I would like to make a baby quilt for a friend. I have the quilt designed, but need to go through the stash and pull the fabric. My whole "stash reduction" program is going very slowly.

Quiet time files post later today or tomorrow, from reading in Galatians.