Today was to be a really exciting day for us. For months we’ve been working 7 days a week to prepare for our first showing at Quilt Festival in Cincinnati. We developed what we thought would be a really beautiful and unique booth that would be about encouraging creativity and fun projects rather than just selling fabric and patterns. We hired people to cut fabric for us (about 40-50 bolts per week) and made hundreds of kits. We sewed new samples and found beautiful accessories to style the fabrics and kits. We had some fun aprons made up with our logo on them, had books sent ahead to our hotel, purchased flooring, lighting, shelving, printed new patterns, the van was booked, the quilts made, the boxes packed, the housesitter was arranged. You get the idea.
Then last week Bill developed fevers over 103 and a rash, which turned out to be Strep Throat. Determined to carry on, I was going to go with a friend and save the day. I wanted to meet everyone and was so excited about seeing our booth come to life. Then yesterday I got sick, really sick. Bill and I sat there trying to figure out any way possible to still be able to go. Then I remembered October of 2008 when I went to Quilt Market in Houston with a really bad respiratory infection. I remember driving on the highway pumped full of the medications that my doctor had given me to get through it. I remember thinking at the time, “I shouldn’t be driving. I’m too sick. These drugs have really dulled my senses and reflexes.” I was so disoriented that I couldn’t find my rental car in the hotel garage. It was really bad.
Last night as I struggled to walk up the stairs to brush my teeth before bed, I tried to imagine myself driving a cargo van 5 hrs, unloading it and assembling our 10′ x 20′ booth. “Game over,” I thought. It’s so hard to let go of dreams, especially ones we’ve worked so hard to build. In the big scheme of things, this is nothing compared to what my Japanese friends are dealing with. But given that this is the first time in 12 years that Bill and I have been sick at the same time, we’re just sad facing to be facing the miserable task of undoing months of work and planning. So if you go to Quilt Festival this week and see our empty booth, please know that we had really looked forward to seeing you and talking with you about your projects. Some people tell us that we have inspired them but what they might not realize it that they inspire us too. Ever since we signed the contract to have that booth, our only goal has been to have you walk out of that space excited about the possibilities of some fun new projects. You, us — we would have had a blast.