I think it is Common Core.

I work until my eyes don't focus anymore, or until I've used the seam ripper more than the sewing machine. If I could just figure out how to get my DH to not want an evening meal I'd be a happy quilter. He is so supportive and very understanding, it is just that when it comes time to quit and make dinner I feel "darn it." Of all the crafts and hobbies I've pursued over the years quilting makes me the happiest and I cannot imagine not doing it every day. When it comes time to leave this world I sure hope God will understand when I arrive wrapped in a quilt.

I got almost to the end of a cheater putting a binding on. Wrong binding and luckily it was too short for me to finish and it was on the wrong side to start. Went to bed. It was only 10.30pm but had been a long day that started at 4:00am.

It's off to bed or atleast away from machines when pain level gets too high or in a really long session when I run out of bobbin or top thread. Also big thanks for quick quilt idea since I'm sure I have some similar panels in stash just waiting to be made into something

Been there also. Never much fun.

It's time to quit at the FIRST naughty word.

I quit when I start making mistakes and I hate unsewing, although it can be a necessary at times.

I think it's time for me to go to bed. I'm embarrassed to say how long I had to look at to figure out what was wrong.

When I make too many stupid mistakes, and try to keep going, it's really time for bed.

It is time for bed when I make a mistake, the bobbin runs out or something like that. I also leave my sewing room at 11:30. That is time for bed because I have to get up at 5:30 for work.