The days just keep coming and going. Each evening I ask myself what did I accomplish that day. Mostly I am happy to say I got in 8000 steps and a bit of my workout for stamina and balance. Cooking for myself is boring and results in making a dish that takes several meals to use up. I do wish there was a food delivery service in my area because it takes nothing for me to talk myself into not driving three minutes to get to town and order a take out meal. If I have a good breakfast and healthy lunch, then I will skip dinner. Wine, crackers and cheese seem a good option. I bought some lovely apples to fill in along with mixed nuts.
Yesterday and today I sewed up a new pair of linen pants. It always feels good to sit at the machine – especially on days when threading that pesky needle comes easy.
I love this color of grey with just a hint of green in it. Sort of a last year’s sage color. I bought a heavier linen this time…just for the drape. I don’t hear about anyone here in the neighborhood hand sewing. In Australia it was hard to find anyone who didn’t thread needles in anticipation of mending, reworking old clothes into something totally new, or pulling out favorite patterns to make some new clothes. Here I think maybe Walmart does a booming business in their clothing department. Then, if you find a company you can trust online, maybe try that. I did get suckered into buying some tops through one of those companies. I ordered the largest size they had because I was not trusting small Asian models to be wearing what they said came in extra large. And sure enough, after several weeks, the shirts arrived, just big enough for a ten year old to squeeze into. Forget the customer service calls. They would give me 15% back or I could get more back if I sent them (at my expense) to an address in Spain. I loved how they picked a very new England sounding name for their company. I am smarter now and trust nothing on the internet. AI also seems to make anything look appealing. The end result was my cleaning lady took the clothes to use or pass on.
Taking stock of what I might give up doing to pass the time, and I have come up with little to let go. The small X Cut etching press will stay with me in case I want to etch more Christmas cards…even though last year’s have yet to arrive in Australia. Our government has become so downsized due to the extraordinary level of ignorance now in control, that I think those cards are sitting in an airport on their way to Austria. The sheer grift and greed resulting from such an ignorant base’s choice is a new record of deplorable. But we were saved having an intelligent, qualified woman running the country. God forbid we keep up with the rest of the world.
I am keeping my fabrics and threads because holding pieces together is pure salvation. I continue to keep pretty much to myself and get a bit twitchy when around too many people. I like my own company and pick and choose who I will spend time chatting with.
There is still a chance I will write a longer story sometime. Just have to figure out who I want to spend that much time with. Anyway it is time to get this posted and go pour a glass of something.
Til later….