Caution: Perfectionist at work
We have been back home for a week, adjusting to "normal" life again.  Some aspects (farmers' markets, playing with friends, cooking, playing with the girls and their favorite toys, having a nice big house just for the four of us, etc.) are very nice; other aspects are a littler harder to return to (cleaning that same big house, dealing with a garden left unattended in July for three weeks, alarm clocks in the morning, going back to work and so on).
I have picked back up on my quilting projects- currently four baby quilts for various friends underway.  I like to do the same phases of things at the same time; cutting, piecing, quilting, binding etc on all of them rather than doing one quilt at a time.  This week I have been finishing quilting the layers together.  Upon review, after finishing the last with a very nice quilting job, I realized that one poor quilt was not so well done.  Someone (there is no need to place the blame) must not have been paying attention or being careful, and there is bunching, warping of the cloth (I like to use flannel, which is colorful and soft but stretches terribly), and all sorts of other issues.  I asked Patrick if he saw any mistakes, and instead of picking up on what I thought was a glaring issue in one corner, he noticed that there was a block out of place.  Right in the middle.  Shame and annoyance, all at the same time.  
I woke up this morning with the realization that I will (no question) be taking the quilt apart, taking out all of the quilting stitches and unpiecing it until I can get to the misplaced square and fix it.  While I have been assured that the quilt is fine (isn't the hand made look the point of a hand made gift?) I just cannot send this off.  I mean, how can I sentence some poor baby to wonder why they got the POS quilt, when there are all of those other babies out there with nicely made quilts?  Obviously unnaceptable.  You know how particular babies are.
Moral of the story:  In quilting, as in pretty much everything else in life, it is always easier if you find and admit to your mistakes early on.  Fix them then!  Because if you have to go back later, it will be so much harder.  (Secondary moral: Don't marry a perfectionist, because it will make your daily life way more complicated.)