Wearing my Heart on my Sleeve.

  It’s 4:25am I’m up I can’t go back to sleep. I’m worrying about quilting. I’m worrying about measurements of quilt squares and how many squares I’ll need to make a single bed quilt. Everything in quilting is in inches. I’m worried about wasting fabric. I’m worried about the possibility I’ll have to buy moreContinue reading “Wearing my Heart on my Sleeve.”