Last Sunday was PWP (Party with Patrick) and Thimbleberries groups day. By 10:00 AM my day had already started poorly. Didn't sleep well the night before, bad news from a real estate client, etc. I would have given a lot not to have to have gone in to the shop on Sunday. But I didn't have a choice so I got dressed, gathered up the refreshements I had made (Patrick Lose's Pitachio muffins and Irish Coffee) and went in.
My mood continued while I set up. I hoped the day wouldn't drag on too long.
Quilters started to straggle in about 12:30 for the 1:00 PWP class. Happy and planning and looking forward to the day's class they pulled me along with them into their happier mood. We sat in class and learned from Frank, we talked and snacked. They shopped, I cut fabric and we all laughed. It was like a mood elvevating drug to have them all around me. Before I knew it I was happy, too, in their fold.
What is it that happens when quilters get together? What miracle of fun and creativity lives where we gather? I don't know the answer to that but I do know that I have never experienced a group of people more willing to share of their wisdom and experience - and their laughter.
Thank you to the PWP and Thimbleberries clubs for helping me (making me!) do a 180 degree mood turn-around last Sunday. You made my day!