I haven't mentioned it but I practice tiny balance exercises all the time...the usual, standing on one foot at the kitchen sink and while I'm brushing my teeth or on the phone. Yesterday I got one high boot on without leaning on anything even though I was feeling a little tipsy (literally and it has nothing to do with alcohol, believe me, just some days seem wobblier than others).
At that moment I actually had the prideful thought, my balance seems to be pretty good. Then while still standing and trying to put on the other boot, completely lost said pretty good! balance and pitched forward, managed to save myself from a fall by grabbing the workbench but somehow bent all my toes on my right foot under with all my weight on them.
I don't even know how I did that! Doesn't it sound completely impossible to do! But I'm here to tell it is not.
Please try never to do it because it hurt like crazy for the first while and then thankfully the pain petered out.
Last night it woke me at times if I put that foot a certain way. I expected to see bruising this morning, but there isn't any and actually my toes are not swollen and feel pretty good. Don't think I'm going to lose them, lol, and thank goodness. Toes must be resiliant digits but I won't be showing off like that again, I can tell you.
Have you ever had such a silly accident???
Spring in the air (sort of) has made me think of tidying and cleaning out. It has motivated me to delve into the plastic totes to do a little more scrap management.
For some reason I just love viewing how people manage their scraps. It's like the very satisfying clean up results of those tv hoarding shows.
Looking at all the totes and bins and baskets with the precise trimming to certain sizes and in those neat little piles inspires me to try the same.
You wouldn't think I've done enough quilting to have accumulated this much scrap material. Testimony to the endurance/cleverness of tupperware-those two pieces on the top neatly fit into each other as well as one can act as a cover for the other but they must be about 50 years old...from the old house.
Murphy finds scrap management such a bore.
But look what I unearthed...a set of 28 blocks I pieced last summer when I was getting to know my new machine better. I think I had the idea of bordering these in white to make all the colours look brighter. Or some such thing. The black in the centers came from an old shirt, I remember, and is such strong but soft material.
But seriously, on the issue of scrap usage, here are two posts from fellow bloggers I enjoyed reading very much. Clever people using their scraps in clever ways.
Marie's post at Quilt Bee and Nancy's at Joy For Grace
I'm not the only one who can't seem to just toss those old bits.
While today I am indoors looking out at freezing rain and doing my level best to stay upright, hope you are too wherever you are. (The upright part not the looking out at freezing rain bit.)
I'm glad to be joining the parties at Just Julie Lou's, Em's Scrapbag, Cooking Up Quilts, Free Motion By The River and Quilting is More Fun Than Housework.
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