The infamous unfinished quilt
About five years ago, I started sewing a quilt. When my sister Kristen saw it, she asked me if I would create an identical one for her when I had completed the one I was working on. Because I had no idea what I was going to do with it and was really just making it for fun, I told her that instead of waiting for me to make a second one, she could have this one.
Here it is:
As I mentioned, that was five years ago. I still have the quilt. Well….the front of the quilt. And the batting. And the backing. And even part of the binding. But none of it is together. And even though the sarcastic reminders (“So, how’s my quilt coming?”) have decreased over the years, they still pop up occasionally.
This is one of my many, many, many unfinished quilting projects, but this one is different because it has an owner other than me. I leave so many quilts unfinished because once I’m done piecing the front together, the rest of it is more work and less fun.
I will finish this quilt. It may take me another five years, but I will finish it. To prove I can do it, here is a photograph of one of the first quilts I ever made. Please ignore the cat hair, as it’s right in front of the window and therefore one of Quinn’s favorite resting places.