I’ve always been a pretty traditional quilter, but since becoming part of the quilt-blogging world I’ve become drawn to modern quilts. I love the scrappy, imperfection of them. Also, I’m kind of a quickie-quilter – not a lot of patience for perfection (mainly because my quilting time is limited and if I was meticulous about everything, I wouldn’t accomplish much.)
Anyway, after a quick thumb-thru (I could have looked longer, but I could see this girl wanting me to get my grubby mits off her book) I knew it was one I wanted to have for my very own.
So I went home and ordered my own on Amazon, figuring that was the quickest way to get it.
After holding my breath for a couple of days, I checked on the status of my order.
And then I discovered that in my excitement I’d forgot to check the shipping address when I ordered and that my new book was being shipped to my sister-in-law in Bethesda, Maryland! Which is quite far from where I live. (The last purchase I’d made was a birthday present I’d shipped directly to her.) So I had to call her and say, “Uh . . . if a book about modern quilts shows up at your house . . . uh, it’s not for you. And . . . uh, could you forward it to me?” Which is not the easiest thing in the world for her to do because she is a busy nursing student. But being the wonderful sister that she is, she helped me out.
So my wait was prolonged purely because of my own stupidity haste. But the wait was worth it.