
Gee, in this pic, Zeke looks younger and so do I! No silver hairs on me. What’s funny is the pink robe still looks the same. Even way back in Vermont in this pic, the left side has been unraveling. I’m not sure why I haven’t fixed it until now. Maybe because something is always missing or falling apart!
The side needed sewing from hem to hip. Now that I live in an apartment, I’d like to be able to go out in the hallway to dash to the mailbox without totally getting dressed. I also need to be clothed in some way ;-p
I dragged out the old Singer sewing machine. It has been in my family for a long time. When it was younger, it was a treadle. Now it has an electric motor. When I took the lid off, I remembered just what clothes I had sewed last…a purple velvet skirt in the winter of 2005! The purple thread was still in place.
That made me remember the last time I was sewing insect screening and the needle broke. I did not think I had replacement needles…but I found a pack of quilting needles in my sewing kit. I got the box out, rummaged around and there they were
Next I plugged in the foot peddle and sat down to sew. YIKES!!!! When I pressed on the peddle it made fizzling noises and sparks and smoke spewed out!
I quick unplugged it. But what now? It’s 6 degrees outside and I was sitting at my dining room table in my underwear. I wanted to sew! Well, duh…it used to be a treadle, right? I put my finger in the flywheel and made the machine sew that way. It was at least a two foot long swath that needed sewing. I went over the seam three times.
You know you are pathetic when that causes great pain, requires many breaks and puts you totally out of breath. Actually, it would probably be pretty easy for YOU. It was tough for me. The myasthenia has been making me sooooo weak lately!
Well…I’m tough. I got it done. I’m going to go browse online and find myself a new foot peddle