Last night after the kids were all safely tucked in bed I sat down with my sewing machine.
I was determined to sew the last of the squares into strips.
I would not be defeated.
I am a warrior. I am prepared for battle. I will conquer my white whale of a quilt.
I loaded up on caffiene and turned up some motivating music as loud as I dared (which in all honesty wasn't very loud, because I had just tucked all the children safely in their beds.) I was ready to go all night.
I was going to DO.THIS!
I sewed four strips.
I ran out of thread.