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Getting it done, part 6

Anyone else as surprised as I am, that here, at the end of February, I am actually still getting things done?

The finishes are coming a little slower, as I'm taking a large portion of my kid-free time to focus on job-related stuff -- a revamped resume, lots of applications, and the occasional interview.  I'm in the process of deciding whether to return to the classroom or to step aside in favor of a different path, and it is lots of hard feelings to reconcile about money and time and values and legacy.  I'm treading as carefully as I possibly can, trying to explore my options without limiting my options, but the timelines for different types of jobs are a complicating factor, as finding a good teaching job should be done now, but finding a good office type job maybe should be done closer to the start of the school year, when I'm actually hoping to return to work.

But there are still some finishes....I think.
Some more mending.  It seems to be coming out of the woodwork -- just when I think I've done it all, I find another button in the dryer, or a series of tiny holes in my shirt (did it get caught in my zipper?  I have no idea where they all came from), or something else.  So I'm trying to tackle the mending sort of "in the moment" -- quickly after it is discovered, so that it does not become an overwhelming task. 

It's not quite finished, but this quilt....It is *SO* close.  I worked on the binding this week -- so now it is bound.  It still needs a few more spirals, mostly around the edges, but looks so much more complete with the binding on and the basting out.  I will share more pictures when I have finished those few more missing spirals....but here is a tiny preview.
It will be so exciting to snuggle with my kids under this blanket!  I started it in either 2002 or 2003, while I was still in college, and periodically picked it back up over the years.  I really started focusing in on finishing it last winter, but put it away again over the summer.  It has been a calming, slow but steady, naptime project, and will feel extremely satisfying to finish in about a week or so. 

Also coming very soon: reupholstery.  Big, long, slow going projects but with big, satisfying finishes. 

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