You may remember that my daughter is a fashion designer.
My mother owned a fabric store, did a bajillion alterations and bemoaned the fact that neither of her daughters sewed one bit.
The two things that will create the most tension between my shoulders are knitting and sewing. I love to crochet (but who has time?) and hand embroidery. But knitting and I never ever got along. And sewing, well, sewing was for my mom…and my daughter.
If I needed something hemmed (and when you are only 5′ tall, everything needs to be hemmed), I would take it to my mom. But mom died about 15 months ago. Things have been piling up. I would rather buy something new than sew on a button.
And to complicate things, my daughter was in desperate need of a sewing machine while hers was being repaired so she borrowed mine. I got back the machine…but no foot control or power cord. She swore she didn’t have it. I knew she did.
And then I honestly forgot about it.
While she was moving last week, guess what she found???? Yep, the cord for my machine. Just in time too. I was wearing a tiered dress last week that came unstitched…right over my backside. I got through the day, but didn’t know how I was going to get my dressed repaired.
I’m happy to report that I, not only remembered how to thread my machine, but I fixed my dress. ALL BY MYSELF!!!! Shhhh, don’t tell my mom though 🙂
I’m thankful today that I could actually take care of something so minor – but important alone! Yay ME!!!!