Well, let's see. There's the "birth"ed quilt on the sewing machine waiting for mahine quilting. There's the just finished baby quilt top hanging on the door waiting to be sandwiched. There's the sandwiched and basted stack and whack (years old!) partially (minimally) hand quilted waiting to be quilted and bound. There is the "bed in a bag" zippered plastic bag holding the many quilt tops begging to be made into quilts. And as someone earlier said, there are those in my head bursting to get out. It's as my signature says "One step at a time, always forward." That was my high school class of '58 motto. So I just press on. Good luck to all. This is what gives us purpose.