I have spent another day working on these quilts that I am making for the kids’ school. I am happy to do it, nervous about how they will turn out, and beginning to think they better make a ton of money or someone is going to have to answer to me! Every year there is a silent auction to raise money for teacher education, materials, playground equipment and various other necessities. Last year it was a lot of fun. I showed up, bid on a few things and went on my merry way. This year I got involved…
So I have pieced together five of the six quilts (yes, SIX quilts) with one to go. Now I am starting on the borders that will be on the front that I am also going to monogram with the school and class name. Monogramming was how I got involved. Then one thing led to another and I’m doing the whole schebang. The school has been great to work with, so don’t interpret this as complaining. It’s more a fear of the unknown. I have never made a quilt, let alone six quilts.
The children each have a square with their hand print or foot print on them. The older kids also did a square with artwork. I think they will be adorable and I hope they will be loved by all. As in, open your wallet and show me the money — you don’t have that much cash, you better write a check.
The part that scares me is the actual assembly. This is still days away, mind you. The monogramming alone will take the next few days. I go back and forth from thinking that everything will be fine and I will be done on time, to wondering how to flee the country without leaving a trace.
I know just enough to be dangerous and not enough to be fully competent. Sound like anyone else you know?