Saturday, July 31, 2010

A Letter to My Future Self

A Letter to My Future Self

Dear Megan,

About two weeks ago, you turned 27. While there's nothing particularly momentous about this age in American society, it's been an eventful year, and today seems like a good a time as any to sit back and reflect on the events of this past year.

The biggest life change was your wedding day. In September, you were lucky enough to marry your best friend. You had a surprisingly stress-free time planning the wedding, although your mother might not say the same thing. It poured down rain like cats and dogs from the time everyone gathered at the church for the rehearsal on Friday until the two of you left town after the wedding on Saturday night. But that didn't seem to phase you. You're both smiling like dopes in all your wedding photos, so the rain didn't hamper your spirits too too much. The food was incredible, and you're planning to go back to Main Street Catering in Jonesborough in the near future and get a small version of your wedding cake and the groom's cake. Oh, and your first meal as a married couple was at La Carreta, and unlike many brides who have super-cute post-wedding threads, you were sporting sweatpants and a t-shirt. No need for the Hubz to have unrealistic expectations about marriage from the outset then be disappointed later.

Wedding - Officially hitched

Your honeymoon was also kind of rainy. Y'all took a cruise up to Canada and New England. In short: Halifax was pretty neat, St. John was a hole that you have no desire to return to, Maine was awesome and deserves another trip, and Boston was just as sweet as you remembered it, as long you remember how to read a map. The cruise ship itself was kinda meh, and you probably won't take another cruise in the near future, but it was exactly what you needed after a year of decision-making - a week where the most pressing decision you made was what to eat for the next meal.

Honeymoon - Bar Harbor just off the boat

About 3 weeks after you returned from the wedding, you closed on a house. It was nothing like what y'all thought you were looking for, but now it's tough to imagine yourself in any other space. The two of you quickly realized that home improvement projects always take longer than originally planned and that you (Megan) kind of stink at painting. Luckily, the Hubz is much better. Come springtime, you realized that your idyllic autumnal dream for a big yard with lots of space for the dog to run around and play would lead to lots o' yardwork and lots o' weeds.

It Snowed!

After living in the house for about 9 months and still not being able to use your living room due to all the still-packed boxes, you've decided to throw all your enthusiasm and energy behind the less is more life philosophy. But this new outlook on life has been hampered quite a bit by the fact that in January, your parents up and moved about a 1000 miles away for a new job. Your parents were pretty adamant that most of your stuff had to be out of the house by the time they moved, so you've been slowly dealing with the byproducts of 20+ years of your compulsive hoarding personality. You finally convinced yourself that no matter how famous you might become, no researcher will ever care about the following items: 1) the research paper you wrote about Herbert Hoover in the 5th grade 2) your notes from History of the German People, even if it was your favorite class at Furman 3) the few dozen half-used bottles of Bath and Body Works lotion that you collected in middle school 4) your surprisingly large collection of Disney pens 5) the day planners you've held on to since your junior year of high school. Hmm, okay, so an anal retentive historian might actually be interested in #5, but honestly, you don't care what you were doing on April 13, 2000, so you're fully prepared to move on with your life and recycle those planners.

Stack o' quilts

You were pretty active in the craftiness department this year. You've gotten marginally better about updating this blog, and your photography skills have slightly improved. I don't have any fancy stats for you, but you managed to make a quilt for each bridesmaid (and the groomsmaid) in your wedding, and you cranked out a pretty good number of quilt tops. Right before the wedding, you joined in the fun with A Year of Schnibbles. You've been fairly faithful in completing your projects [note to self: Go back and make the April project!!], and you've stretched your quilting arithmetic skills, since you've only bought and used the pattern of the month once thus far.

With all this crafty activity, you would think you'd make a good-sized dent in your stash. Unfortunately, when your parents moved back to Louisiana, your mother bequeathed an obscene amount of quilt shop quality fabric to you. Let's just say that the stash has gotten a little bit out of hand, but you're doing your level best to tame it. All progress = forward progress!! In that vein, you have big plans to take on another ongoing project in the beginning of 2011. You still haven't decided, but you're contemplating quilting your way through one of your quilt books - maybe Jelly Roll Quilts, Miss Rosie's Spice of Life, or Quick Classic Quilts.

You also joined the newly-formed Triangle Modern Quilt Guild back in the winter. While you've been learning a lot from your traditional guild, it's been awesome to get to know other quilters who don't have hissy fits when the seams don't properly align.

Visit Triangle Modern Quilt Guild

Hopefully, there's another action-packed year ahead. Don't forget to come back and read this later.

1 comment:

  1. Hi, Megan! I had to smile when I read your "definition" of the difference between a traditional quilt guild and a modern quilt guild! Have you discovered the Stash Manicure blog yet? Lots of great ideas for getting your stash under control on their posts!!