I had a good writing day yesterday, punching out close to 2000 words, followed by a bunch of running around doing errands. Among other things, I finally got around to replacing my sewing machine -- if you remember, mine was stolen when someone broke into Karen's car. The new one I bought is not as powerful as the old one, but I think it's sufficient unto my needs, and it is small, which is a big plus given the aforementioned lack of storage space.
After I brought it home and mended a torn nightgown, Kevin asked me, teasing, how much it would have cost if I had just had the dry-cleaner fix it instead. He was startled when I said at least $10 -- I don't think he has any concept of how much tailoring can cost, even for what seem like very simple mending tasks.
I don't really know how to do much of anything in the way of sewing -- essentially, I can sew a straight seam. A sewing machine's fancier functions are wasted on me, though I wouldn't mind learning how to use it more fully someday. But nonetheless, I had great fun playing with the machine last night (although at one point, a piece went flying off, which startled me quite a bit -- it was my own fault for futzing with bits I didn't need to touch). In a few hours, I:
- mended a long tear in the afore-mentioned nightgown, extending its life by another month or two, hopefully
- took in two skirts which had gotten much too big (stretchy waistbands)
- turned one of those skirts from full-length (okay, more than full-length, I'd been tucking it up at the waist) to knee-length, because I have finally accepted that very short, somewhat round women do not generally look fabulous in the sort of long, full, crinkle skirts that are really only suited to the tall and waif-like
- used the excess material from the skirt to make a crinkle scarf, because what the heck, you can always use another black scarf, right?
It was all much fun, even if it made my back hurt a bit -- I just wish I had someplace to leave it out. I lust for a workroom, with a corner for my sewing machine, a broad crafts table where I can leave in-progress projects out, a sunny window full of herbs and flowers, a place for my computer desk. Someday.