When I load a quilt on the frame, it takes me some time to get going. I struggle with design and the inner demon that I am not good enough and will f*ck things up. Then, I get into it and and enjoy myself until I am ready to be finished. Now that I have finished, I miss it.
As usual there is a boat load of finishing work. Threads need to be tied and nestled and then the binding. I have not added the quilting hours up. I did enough to warrant oiling and changing the needle. It could be as many as 12.