I was a Fotomate, back in the day.  Fun job!

c. 1975

Try as I might, there's not a whole lot of stitchin' goin' on.  Work has been sucking the life out of me for the past several weeks, which leaves me mentally and emotionally depleted.  My work BFF was "let go," supposedly for lack of funds, and four days later we got a bombshell dropped on us that a new layer of management had been added --  another whole layer of BS to each and every day.  More people will be leaving, I suspect, and even when you know you excel at your job, it's difficult not to worry.  And even though I know quiltmaking calms me and gives me that "Calgon, take me away!" feeling, sometimes it takes more energy than I have just to pick up where I left off.

I had a personal goal to have this baby finished-to-flimsy by April 16th, but that didn't happen.  Yesterday I was putting blocks on the wall to get a visual and realized something was wrong.  There should have been only two chains, but I was ending up with three?

These were the alternate blocks I sewed.

Sewed wrong, that is.  There was no place to put them in a 3-chain design.  Yes, there are some in the picture, but they don't go.

The seam should have been on the other side.

Although a quilt with three chains was also part of my EQ file, I'll have to make a decision tonight:  make three chains then one chain across; keep going with three chains and make more blocks to make it the size I wanted; or unpick 48 blocks.