We made our trip to the grocery store and stocked up on the necessities of life--meaning food. After it was all put away and we'd had lunch, Don went out for his walk and I took out the black fabric I intended to use for the border. The pattern calls for 9 5" strips cut WOF. That would be 45 inches of fabric, right? So, I blithely began cutting strips and as I cut the second one, I took a look at the amount of fabric I had. Not 45" by a long shot. I have to admit it--I have serious arithmetic challenges. In my mind, I was thinking that 9 5" strips would be 20" total, not 45". It didn't take too long for me to realize that I should stop cutting strips and move on to Plan B.
That meant a trip to the LQS, which happens to be about a mile or so from the grocery store where I was just a short while before. Aaaarrrgggghhhh! That meant another 25+ mile trip into town and back. And this shop is quite small without much selection, but what should I do? The only other shop I know of is 50 miles away--each way--in Pensacola, FL. Fortunately, I was able to find a black that I think will work for the final border and today, I swear, I'll get that border cut and stitched on!
While at the LQS, I realized that they were packing up to vend at a quilt show and I found out that there will be one this weekend at a nearby town. After I returned home, I called my friend from MO who's also spending time here on the Gulf and she was all set to go to the show on Saturday. So, I have a new plan to spend the day with this lovely woman and take in what looks to be a fabulous show. I'm happy. And ready to get that border done!