I get myself into trouble. Every day I have an hour for lunch. If I don’t actually leave the building I’ll get roped into a project and never leave. Ideally I should pack a lunch since my dining options are very limited to McDonalds and Culvers. A snack pack hamburger with only ketchup or chicken nuggets is not only unhealthy for me it’s starting to get old. But that’s beside the point, while I’m out, I like to look at the possible treasures at St. Vincent de Paul or head to the only other option for shopping, the quilt/fabric store. This is how I get myself into trouble, I see a fabric I like, and I need to have that fabric, even more so if it’s Amy Butler fabric. I suppose they will look nice folded up in my craft closet… Maybe I’ll actually make a quilt now that I’ve frequented the quilting store, could I be brainwashed? I never thought of myself as a quilter.