Oh the irony

Those who enjoyed the threadaholic post will appreciate the irony of what I have to say next. I have a new name for "How do I love thee". It is "The Finisher". I finished 5 spools of thread on that baby quilt. In its defense, none of the 5 were brand new spools, but in various stages of use. I powered through the finishing of two spools, calling upon my wealth of extra thread, but was forced to admit defeat when I ran out of the clear thread I was using on the top. The bummer was that I was literally 3" away from being done with that part of the quilting and it was Sunday night. No fabric stores open. So I poured a glass of wine and took a bath.

Terrible photo, but you can at least see the piecing madness.