This was me last night* after I finished this lovely quilt:
This was me this morning when I noticed a glaring flaw:
(Do you see it?) I'm not big on perfection, but I am big on good enough to last. And I fear that little piece of raw edge that escaped the binding would not surive a single wash. So I have to fix it. And I haven't quite figured out the best way to do that, but luckily my mom will be here on Friday! I bet she'll know what to do.