My husband got a call from the client's wife today. Apparently her husband made a little booboo ordering the quilt. He asked me to make a twin, when it really should've been a queen. This is why men shouldn't surprise their families with things like quilts hehe
The wife loves the quilt dearly, and so does her son (PHEW!), and she's completely heartbroken that it doesn't fit on the bed. She wants to know if I can extend the quilt into a queen.
One second, I need to go stand outside and scream for a second.
Okay, I'm back.
There's binding, hand quilting and borders to unpick. There's the quilt top, backing and batting to extend. The thought of it makes me want to wet myself in my big girl pants. But being a doofus, I can't help but want to rectify the situation and do what's necessary to make it a queen-sized quilt.
Someone kick me, please.