C'est la vie

This past weekend I spent Saturday working on a quilt that I'd like to submit for the Houston International Quilt Festival. It's an original design that is full of promise in being totally unique. The final product will not look anything at all like the preview above. This was originally going to be my prototype as I think I should have used different fabric, but I plan on entering this quilt unless it totally bites when I'm finished. I don't plan on having that happen!

Sunday B and I worked all day putting together photo albums for his brother and sister. We were going to present the albums to them at his sister's birthday dinner that afternoon. It turned out that she had invited a few friends in addition to the family so there was no opportunity to give the albums.

B has been diligently working on his project in between the rain and yesterday's high winds. The patio looks great and perhaps soon we'll invite people over to ooh and aah over it!! I know a lot of people have commented on our front patio. I must admit it is awesome and doggie and I enjoy sitting out there.

I think I'll be looking for a new job soon. The new guy in charge is turning out to be a "yes" man to the boys upstairs and a burden to the department. He's so focused and determined to be promoted to VP that he doesn't see that his "yeses" to every project anyone asks for is impossible for his staff to accomplish in addition to the fact that most of these projects should not be done by the tax department. I'm getting extremely frustrated and I think it's time to move on. So be it. There are other factors, of course, but this is the proverbial "last straw". Well, actually, the proverbial "last straw" is the pathetic pay increase I was given with the statement that I'm already being paid outside of their stated boundaries for my job title. New guy just took their word for it and didn't even blink at not giving me anything. I received a hand written note that said "thanks for all the hard work". Yippee, that'll keep me coming back each day. C'est la vie. Quilting here I come.