One of these things is not like the others

I am a textbook procrastinator participating in a quilt block exchange with a bunch of organized, high-functioning perfectionists. I know at least 19 of the 20 other women involved in this exchange are like this (maybe a little bit Type A? You know, they probably have designated spots in their homes for things like hair elastics and paperclips) because yesterday I received an e-mail listing each gal who was finished with her quilt squares. There were 19 who were done. And there were still two days left until the fabric squares are due!

Of course, I was one of the two dilly-dalliers who isn't quite done. Before reading through the list, I guessed the other person who was probably still sewing and I was right (you know who you are, and I love you). I can't speak for her, but I am maybe not the most motivated person, a fact that made me question why I joined this exchange in the first place. But I have definitely enjoyed piecing these squares together and working with (and smelling and feeling) the beautiful fabric. Also, it will be neat to have a quilt made by a group of such amazing friends - new and old. And - for anyone reading this post who is involved in the exchange - I am extremely close to the end and will finish before tomorrow's deadline ;-).