Yesterday, I jumped ship and stopped working on "Crossing The Pond" and switched over to machine quilting Leaf Peepers.
I was going to do cross-hatching in the border, but at the last minute I switched to feathers. I can do feathers in my sleep. I have my music on and then I just go for it. I had my iPad on shuffle, and listened to everything from Gregorian Chant music, to AC/DC, to Christmas carols. It was quite the line-up of hits!
I wasn't quite sure what to quilt in the setting squares, so I went with something simple, yet it makes a statement. I'll probably quilt early this morning before it starts to heat up. Then I'll switch over to piecing in my sewing room.
On another note, I've been thrown off of Instagram. A scumbag impersonated me, and hijacked my account. This scumbag contacted my followers and told them they had won a bunch of money. This happened the day when my Internet was out, and I had absolutely no idea what was happening. I'm the victim here, yet Instagram permanently deactivated my account. I received an email on Saturday telling me it was deactivated in error and they were sorry for any inconvenience. I was reinstated for 24 hours only to be deactivated again. Dealing with their website is the equivalent to hitting my head against the wall while pounding sand. The help phone number is a Medicare number. Their support email is useless. I'm going to send a registered letter to them, along with the email I received re-instating me. Can you hear and feel my frustration in my words?
I get a lot of pattern orders after I post on Instagram. Since all of my workshops, lectures, and shows have been cancelled, I don't want to loose that resource too.
I may just start a new account, but I can't use my Sewn Wild Oaks name, since the hijacker compromised it. I tell myself not to stress over this.......but I'm stressing over this. I think I have steam coming out of my ears.
I'm going to go quilt to get in a better frame of mind. I'll be better tomorrow.....promise.