I don’t often read my horoscope, but it is on the same page as Dear Amy and the crossword puzzle, so I can’t help but take a peek at Virgo. Last Sunday it said I had too many things going. It was right, of course. I can’t even begin to list the started quilts lying around in my sewing room, or the drawers of fabric piles I bought some time ago. I have given away fabric but the stuff seems to make more of itself in different colors, so I grab it, cut it, and it becomes another UFO (unfinished object).
The yarn has the same problem. I gave away a bunch of sweaters a week or so ago, not all of them hand-knit. The Otterbees managed to take some home with them and the rest were taken to a place that sells them to benefit local projects. Now I am making two more sweaters for myself, because I fell in love with the yarn. I have a request from Lucy for a cardigan. I bought three different colors to give her a choice… and of course, won’t return what she hasn’t chosen it but set it aside for… well, maybe a sweater for Phoebe.
So there I was, believing that the horoscope genie had snuck into my house, or had a chat with my husband. The fact is, I cannot live long enough to get everything done as planned. I attended a quilt lecture once, where the speaker’s comment was that if, in fact, you do get everything done and you are still living, what then? She was right. I will keep on starting and collecting and I won’t be there to hear my kids as they handle what is left.
Then Monday came and there I was reading the horoscope again. (I must stop this.) It told me to finish something. I did take this to heart and gathered up two quilts that needed to be sandwiched and quilted. Boy I did I feel good.
Of course on Wednesday a former Otterbee brought a new pattern book to make a quilt for herself. She needed advice and we gave her tons of it. While everyone was offering suggestions, I made a sketch of the block and looked at the pictures enough to figure out how to sew the blocks. Needless to say, I had enough fabric to try out the pattern… and there I am – two finished and another two begun, let alone the others lying around.
The horoscope the rest of the week did not apply to me so I am not reading it any more. I have to admit I don’t think much of horoscopes. All four of my kids are Sagittarius and all four are very different.