Finished

So, yesterday, Rich comes upstairs after little man was down for his nap, finds me in the kitchen cleaning up after the pre-nap snack, and says, "I printed out your list."

And there, friends, was my list of 20 things to do for the challenge.

Me:  "?"

Rich:  "Mark off the things you've done, and let's see what's left."

(Since coming back from our trip to Utah, I've found 0 motivation for completing the items on my list.  I've kind of been dreading actually looking at the list again.  I don't know why, but I'll call it the post-travel funk.)

Rich leaves the room, and I grab a pen to start crossing things off.  I've done this a few times in my head, and even looked online once, mentally crossing things off and seeing what I had left to do, but it didn't actually get much farther than that.

Rich comes back as I'm crossing things off, and then sees what's left.  "Okay," he says, "how about I help you get this list done."

Could this be? He's already helped me with a couple of the items, wonderful man that he is.  But here's my motivation, staring expectantly at me in the face.

"Okay."

So, he dealt with under the kitchen sink, helped me sort through the table linens (hello, I had a total of 3 table runners and 3 tablecloths, why did I think it was some monumental task to go through them?! and how did they get to look like piles of linens?), helped reorganize the kitchen towels and washrags, got the DI box ready to go as I cleared out the under-sink cabinet, and all that was left was....THE FABRIC.  He even got the big bin of fabric down from the attic for this task for me!

I kid you not, I looked at the fabric items on the list, looked at him, and said, "Well, I'll go get the ironing done now while little man's asleep because it's easier then than when he's awake."

Seriously.  Anything but facing the fabric.

He just looked at me and said, "No.  Power through!  Just get it done!  And then you'll be DONE!"

So I turned, said, "Fine - Power Through!" and faced the fabric.

Two hours or so later...and the fabric was sorted.  I have my rainbow of quilting cottons, my rainbow of knits, and I finally tossed all of the too-small-for-any-good scraps into the garbage.  Later, we dropped off DI items, hit a store to get a couple of storage bins (one for fabric), and voila...

I can't believe it, but my list is finished!!  Honestly could NOT have finished were it not for Rich!

Fabric in piles on the floor, arranged by color, except for the knits, which are in a big pile off to the right, kind of tumbling down. 

Three bins of fabric, sorted into cottons, knits and batting, and big things like curtains being stored as potential fabric. Only TWO fat quarters made it into the DI pile.