my first freelance work day. Same house. different feel. Today i sanded and oiled the front patio table. It's round. has an umbrella. Quite large. I did the underneath too. Umbrella is out for the season. It was nice. It was also Work, so, what's the difference? Looking at that.
The really great thing is that i can keep doing my laundry there. But today when i tried to pull my bottom sheet out of the washer, it ripped!….i was struck in the heart! I love this sheet. All my sheets i get from the Thrift Shop. someone in town buys theses expensive sheets and then for whatever reason, they end up at the Thrift Shop. They are that thick almost rough cotton weave. I LOVE them. the feeling of them. and this one, a fitted bottom isn't worn soft…i'm thinking it had gotten caught on the hinge of the fold up camp cot i sleep on now since getting rid of the two giant futon mattresses because i thought i was moving….
Sheet is at least a Queen size and i fold it in half on the little cot and still it drapes loose. Anyway….
i thought i'd seam it together, but then wasn't sure so i went to UTube…mending sheets and who showed up?, but Mrs. Volfie! Oh Yay! My Goddess for everything! Her page Our Half Acre Homestead, this video….Darn That Sheet. You can go see her. In it she has a really great new hairdo. She's in Canada. I Love her like i love my sheet. She tells me to do things and then say "WHY?" and tells me why. Something about that.
i was going to patch it. But she advised not. A top sheet, ok. But a bottom sheet, not. Darn. Like you would a sock. So i began. and i used some of Deb Lacativa's dirty thread as a gesture to the sheet, of love and wanting to be forever. I'll keep going tomorrow.
all you need is some scraps. some threads. From them, you can make Wonder. Magic.
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