Cleaning? As if...

"Well, here's a  scrap of that great red.  And there's a strip of that lovely grey.  Think I'll sew them together.  Oh, and here's another grey.  And another red.  And some black from Ben's quilt.  And more grey.  And another piece of red. "  Suddenly I had a piece big enough for one side of a Mors bag.  "And there's the pile of scraps from the bike quilt.  Those would be great on the other side.  And more grey.  And more red." The bag is complete, and I'm having dinner with a buddy tomorrow night to celebrate her birthday.  Hmm, a present?  I think so.  The studio is still messy.  So it goes...