*of the
Of the quilt.
80 of those HDs.
Possibly even 81.
I could have binded the edges quilt or unpacked a bag in the time it took me to make an 8-post-thread.
AND YET!!!!
Also I haven’t unpacked from vacation.
We have been back for 5 days.
I walk around the bags every morning and glance at them mournfully. Then I move on with my life until the next time I have to walk around them.
To be fair, I haven’t found an interest YET I didn’t immediately assume I could figure out.
When it was time to pick electives in high school, instead of choosing things I’d need in college, I picked things like Welding. Floral Design. Construction. Greenhouse. Animal Science. Power & Machinery.
*of. OF the quote.
See. Told you.
I’m reminded to the quote- “I don’t know what HDs are, but I’ve got 80 of them.”
It’s 3:25 a.m. and I’ve decided that I don’t have enough ongoing/unfinished projects, so I’m going to go and get the materials to build a corner cupboard.
Am I a woodworker? Pffft. No.
Does my husband have the tools I’d need in the garage?
I dunno. Probably.