You know how sometimes the best way to get something done is to do it while feeling like you are really, really supposed to be doing something else? Such is the way with the quilt. For some reason, the fact that I need to write a semi-enormous paper about my local library and its collection of cookbooks has me feeling like quilting is the most important and logical use of my time. Well, I suppose there is also the element of having reached the thirty week mark in my pregnancy and feeling like it is time to start doing something to get ready. The small fry is going to be sharing a room with Dan and me, so part of the preparation process is a somewhat major overhaul of bedroom decor. I'm trying to convince Annie 2.0 to help me repaint this weekend, and we've already ordered the small amount of "nursery" type furniture that we think will be useful enough to justify the space it is going to take up in our not-so-spacious bedroom.
So, the quilt. I really want it to be finished sooner rather than later, and laying the pieced rows out on the bed today to make sure that they look like they actually belong together gets me one step closer. I didn't actually lay out the individual triangles before piecing them; I couldn't seem to find enough cat-free time and space to do that. Instead, I made piles of the different triangles and then put together rows by pulling from each pile in a different order so that ideally, each row would be slightly different. Of course, it wasn't a perfect system, so there was some adjusting to be done with the rows themselves once they were stitched, but in all, I still think it was much faster to do it this way. Also, I was less confused, which counts for quite a bit.
Now, there is a lot of pressing and sewing in my immediate future. After cookbook cataloging, that is.