Work gets in the way of doing the things I love as well as the things I just need to do. Thursday I got off work at 3 p.m. and don't have to go back until 3 p.m. on Saturday. That gives me 48 hours off which sounds a lot better that saying one day (Friday) off, doesn't it? I usually work Wednesday night and back in at 8 am on Thursday so by the time I get off on Thursday I am not worth much energy wise. This week I came in on Thursday afternoon and propped my feet up and finished reading a book by Karen Robards. Johnny was in charge of supper so that gave me even more rest time. By the time the dishes were done I was ready to tackle some flying geese.
One of the things I needed to do but not something I really want to think about was cemetery plots. Mother and Daddy had 4 plots in Hartselle Memorial Gardens but had decided to be buried in Tanner so Daddy was signing the others over to me. I made at quick trip to Tanner to get his signature thinking I would catch him around the house at lunch time and I did.
I also had a baby quilt ready to put on the machine so I got that done as well.
I thought I had a picture of the whole quilt not just some of the quilting I had tried but I need new batteries in the camera so I guess I will have to shoot that one again. I have the binding sewn on ready for the hand work. I figured this binding a little too close only had about 2 inches left when connected.
I need to get off here and see if I can salvage some time this morning, I slept too late and now I am not going to get as much done before work and I had hoped.