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Getting it done, part 3

I am still getting things done! 

I feel a little bit proud of myself, for sticking to it, and for putting the phone down at least some of the time, and getting some real things accomplished.

I gave up some of my few precious hours of child free time last week to work on a very important project: finding a job outside of the home for next school year.  Two fantastic possibilities on the horizon....If you are the praying sort, please pray that the decision be very clear, relatively easy, and that once I make the decision, I not be filled with regret and second thoughts.

I've created a wall hanging to remind myself of ten different things I can do instead of using my phone.  It is above my work table, and hopefully will continue to remind and inspire me to get things done instead of wasting time on social media.

It is certainly not perfect, but it is finished.  And I'm going for finished these days -- well done, rather than perfect, and complete, rather than materials sitting around and taking up space. 

I'm in the process of making a quiet book for Miss Middle, as she is 3.5 years old.  I came across the materials for another "mend something," so I'm hoping that sweet hubby will have the appropriate tools and that it will be done soon.  

Also in progress is a quilt that I started in college, about 17 years ago...I am making steady progress on it, but it is slow going, as I am densely hand-quilting it.  I did zig-zag the edges and trim the extra batting and fabric off, and that made it look a whole lot more finished than before.  Also, I have prepared the binding, but not attached it.  

Coming soon: re-upholstery!

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