Last night Happy, the cat went a little crazy and knocked every thing on the end of the bed onto the floor. Guess it was time for me to clean up and put away everything anyway. So I am going to focus on putting stuff away this afternoon. Ambrosina is organizing the little boys' closet and my bureau is coming downstairs. It was my mother's, mine when I was a little girl, Ambrosina's when she was a little girl, and I think John's also. It was used for all 3 of her boys, and I painted ducks on it, so now it is back down to me, and I think I will paint it white again. I remember when I was little it had a clown on a rocking horse on the door, probably a stencil, but mother took the door off and threw it away when I was a kid, so I am not  sure what I will do with it. Anyway I will be able to get all my clothes in it, and have a lot more space to organize my junk.
Sammy who is five was sitting at the dining room table working a puzzle and suddenly said "beef stew I don't like it, I slap it." I wonder at the workings of the mind when something comes up out of the blue like that!

I have finished the T quilt top, it is ready to go
into the tub in the attic.

Upstairs I am working on a quilt as you go trupunto, from a book by Harriet Walner. I starte it in 1998 and put it away when I went back to work. I have 8 quilts in the sewing corner and I intend to get all of them done this spring, at least to the top stage. After that we will see.

For now at least I am going to start putting stuff away and hopefully throwing some stuff away. Again I ask: Where does it all come from?