because all day at work, this is all I could think about. I couldn't wait to get home and get my hands on this fabric again.
The cutting is tedious.
But not as tedious as work is these days. Remember the crazy, frenzied days of marking I experienced? (How could you forget; it's all I
Guess what, though? For the next five days, starting tomorrow, I get to do more marking! I will be marking essay exams for the provincial government.
Yes, I did volunteer to do this. Why? you ask. First of all, we implemented a new curriculum this year, so this is a good way to see if I'm teaching the writing part of it correctly. Plus, I get paid above and beyond my salary for the marking. They're long days and it's hard work, but the money will pay for most of my ticket to PARIS! Yep, yep, yep!
The only thing I don't like is that we have to mark on the weekend. I'm particularly unhappy with marking on Sunday. Saturday night, Mr. P and the OnlyChild are throwing me a big birthday bash. I will be tired Sunday. I won't say hungover but... well, let's just say I plan to have a good time. I'm bringin' in 40 in style!
But for now... back to that quilt making...