What is it about our heads? I have an unsolved problem on a quilt; I won't let myself work on the parts that aren't a problem. I just stew and worry and fret about the part that is unsolved; so nothing gets done on it at all. I am apparently waiting for a bolt of lighting to strike me or the answer to be written on my wall. In the meantime I have gone back to sewing up a fall wardrobe for mysellf.