Dear Lola,
It is official - I suffer from Proquiltinating. It’s a syndrome that involves becoming so
wrapped up in working on quilts that you forget about doing the laundry, the
dishes or picking up your children from school.
I am completely transported into the space-time continuum –
maybe Albert Einstein was a secret quilter!
He knew that a person could completely lose complete track of time and
space! Being near fabric in your sewing
space or in a fabric store – stops time!
Nothing else matters!
As you know, I work at Wish Upon A Quilt, and when I’m there
– my work doesn’t even feel like work. I
could stay there all the time and it’s fun.
I’m happy and I am amazed everyday when the workday has come to a
close. I think to myself – where has the
time gone?
If anyone out there suffers from this syndrome as well – I’d
like to hear from you. Is there a cure
or a way to at least curb the symptoms!
I have a notion that it’s an incurable syndrome – in fact – I don’t
think anyone dies saying I wish I’d done more housework, but I can certainly
imagine a quilter in the throes of death lamenting she didn’t finish her
proverbial “Sistine Chapel” of a quilt.
Some might liken this to an addiction. I can see that. In fact, I am not ashamed to admit it – quilting
is my drug!
