Well, now that Andy has opened it, I can tell you what it was we sent off to him the other day. I made him this quilt based around the Border Patrol green and yellow with some red fabrics thrown in. It has pictures of our family so that he can have us close to him while he is at the academy.
I actually bought the fabrics and started the quilt before he left, but put it on hold for his last few days here both so I could keep it a surprise, and so I could spend time with him. Then everything got so crazy once he left, I really didn't think it would get done in time.
But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted him to have it for Christmas. I worked hard - especially during nap/school time and after the boys went to bed. The whole time I pieced it I was debating if I would quilt it myself to get it done in time for Christmas, or if I would wait for Peggy to come home so that she could do the better quilting job I had envisioned for it. I was tempted by the idea of having it be 100% from me, and I really wanted to get it shipped off so it would get there for Christmas, but I also had some specific ideas of quilting that Peggy could do and I could not.
My eagerness for Andy to get it by Christmas won, and after it was pieced, I raced to Peggy's house, called her for a quick pep-talk (and some directions on what to do) and started the quilting. Thank goodness for Rebecca and all of her help with the boys who kept waking up while I was gone! Then there was the binding to finish. I was up until 1:00 AM getting as much done as I could, and then I woke up and immediately went to work. My visiting teacher came by and I had her hold Peter while we visited and I worked on the binding. When she left, I wasn't quite through, so Nick held Peter for those last few minutes and then it was done!
Ammon helped me wrap it, and I debated again whether or not to send it in time for Christmas. I knew it was going to be pricey. But I really really wanted him to have something nice on Christmas day, so I decided that I would be willing to spend up to $50 to get it there in time. The first thing they told me at the UPS store was the shipping to get it there in the 26th would be $15. To get it there on Christmas Eve would be $55. Wow. Big price difference and over what I had decided I would do. I debated AGAIN. But I still really wanted him to have it for Christmas. After buying the box and taxes and everthing, it cost over $65 to ship it. But I was so happy it was going to be there on time and excited for Christmas. My Christmas present was having him get his Christmas present on time.
Christmas Eve came and everything seemed to be on track. But then the tracking suddenly showed that it wouldn't be delivered until the 26th. I was so disapointed, but I guess, if nothing else, I would get my money back. So I called UPS. They explained that there was no way it would be delivered on time and that the problem was a weather delay so there would be no refund. Having worked at UPS before, I knew there was nothing I could do. I know that UPS does everything they can to get packages delivered by Christmas, but this one was last scanned at the hub 4 hours away from Andy and showing that it would not be there. I was already crying by the time I ended the call with UPS.
I bawled most of the day. Everything finally hit me - the absolute exhaustion from a week of no husband, no parents, staying up late working frantically and furiously on a binding job AND the quilt for Andy, the devestation of having Andy gone for 5 months, the genuine sadness of him missing the holidays, the realization that I didn't have any presents except for him to get the quilt, and now that wasn't going to happen, and to be honest, I think there was a dose of hormones that helped throw me over the emotional edge as well. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, and later that night I went into pure hysterics. I honestly don't think I have ever had such a complete meltdown of total hysterics as I did on Christmas Eve (and last summer I had my moments). I was a mess.
In the midst of all this emotional trauma a miracle happened. UPS delivered the package after all. Sadly the miracle was short-lived as the package got locked into a building. Andy worked hard running all over campus from building to building trying to track down his package. I don't think he really even cared so much as he knew that it was really important to me. He did everything he could, but was unable to get it until the 26th anyway.
Oh well, Christmas day was nice for both of us, and he loved the quilt when he opened it last night. I just don't think there has ever been a Christmas gift in my life that has ever involved so much blood, sweat and tears as this one.
I love my quilt so much! Thank you! It is the next best thing to having my family.
ReplyDeleteJenny, it turned out so beautiful!! I'm sorry you had so much trama with finishing and getting it there!! I'm glad he got it at least, and obviously loves it! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Kara, you're sweet!
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