Day 692

Since I started this blog. That’s a lot of days.

Also counting days: twenty days post-move. Fabric is still packed, as is my sewing machine. Here is the current state of my sewing table*:

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It seems that having a sewing table and cough, unlimited free time in which to sew, cough, gives people the idea that you would love to sew for them. #sarcasm

Counter-clockwise from top left:

  • Husband shirt, reattach button (that’s the brown dot on the white paper) and possibly repair the fabric under where the button goes
  • patterns and fabric pile will become
    • two pairs of shorts, sizes 10 and 6
    • one shirt/blouse thing, size 10
    • one very belated birthday dress, better do a size 6 at this point since it’s a year late, #parenting fail, all this is for the kids
  • mother-in-law, two pairs of drapes to hem
  • husband shirt, mending under the collar. I reversed the collar back in June.
  • W tore her skirt. It’s fourth hand and quite worn but a favourite.

You notice of course what is NOT on that table. Anything quilt related or for me. C’est la vie. Also, plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. Links provided for non-French speakers.

 

* About that sewing table. It’s epic. And exciting. It will have its own blog post.

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