Three nights ago we had a "Septic Event". Enough said. The results are that the floor of one downstairs bathroom and my sewing room are ruined. Carpet will have to be ripped out and burned. Yes, I lost a bit of fabric. Baskets on the floor and a couple of undisciplined stacks on the floor were soaked -- no, it can't be washed and good as new. We're talking BAD BAD soaked. Anyhow, I'm probably not going to be sewing much in the next week or so while the toxic removal takes place. My darling wonderful husband will have to deal with it by himself (with the help of my sons) as the immuno-supressed don't play with septic remains. Who knew there was such a good side effect, LOL. Anyhow, I'm going to try to finish binding this little butterfly quilt and put the pic up. Also another mini that I finished. But it's going to take a whilie to get my gorgeous sewing room back. Right now it smells like a sewer and squishes underfoot. Ewwwwwwwwww.
Sunny hoping Polly's gators don't find their way into My swamp