How To Segway From One Project To The Next..

When last I wrote, I was filled with eagerness and expectations.  I couldn't wait to visit my favorite fabric shop and spend a few minutes running my hand over vintage fabric and selecting the very best match for my antique quilt.
But, remember Robert Burn's poem TO A MOUSE where he said:
The best laid plans of mice and men
Gang aft a-gley (Often go awry).
That's what happened to me and my ambitious plan to restore the beautiful heirloom quilt that belonged to my son's great-grandmother, on his father's side. I arrived at the shop to find a lady who was very knowledgeable in all things quilts. She had recently selected quilts to hang in a local museum that dated back to, well I've forgotten how far those particular quilts dated back to, but let's just say they're old.
She lovingly fingered my quilt and lightly touched the worn and frayed places like old friends. To restore such a prize was simply unthinkable in her mind. "No, you must not."
And so, I didn't. Instead, the quilt will go to my son, as is. He has already devised a clever plan. Recently, my son (the picker) purchased antique windows from a sale. He plans to create a showdow box, if you will, using matching wood to give it some depth, for storing and displaying the 1930s quilt. I think this is a clever idea and can't wait to see the finished product.
So, instead of my jouney through time to restore a family heirloom, I'll embark on another journey. This one, however, won't be so much fun. This one will involve discipline and exercise-two of the things I dread most.
Stay tuned for what I like to call "Living With Type 2 Diabetes," or "How In The Heck Did I Miss The Warning Signs When Diabetes Runs In My Family And I've Probably Read Up On It More Than Any One Other Person Alive While Caring For My Mother?"
Film at eleven...