The fabric made me do it!
Mr. Riley took the three older kids to his brother's house Sat and Sunday. I was planning to finish things. Not start new things!
I was planning a quick quilt (or two) to put on the seat of our recliners. The cats aren't supposed to be on the furniture, but they like to be naughty.
I pulled out some charm squares that I got for free from a store up north (more on another post) and wanted to try out a technique I saw in a Fons and Porter Book.
Basically, you take a charm square. Cut it in half and insert a 1" strip and sew it back together. I remember thinking that it would be fine for a few blocks, but exceedingly tedious for lots.
So I got these blocks sewn up. Laid them out and saw that it wouldn't be large enough for my plans. Since it was meant to be for a cat, I pulled out my 'bin o' cat fabric'. Pulled three fat quarters that matched and sewed them up.
Then I became possessed. I pulled out every fabric with cats in the same color range. And made blocks. Lots of blocks. Somewhere around 200 blocks.
Insanity prevailed. And I enjoyed every minute of it.
I love them. I know I will love the quilt.
I need a new project like I need more holes in my head.
I will have to hide it from my daughter. She will want it.
I still owe her a fairy quilt. And I think I want this one.
Does this happen to anyone else? Start with one plan and end up with something completely different?