Friend, I think. I really couldn't live without him and find a strange calm wash over me as he does his job. Yes, it may mean I really screwed up, but it's proof that in sewing, most things are salvageable. I don't know what you are thinking about...I'm only talking about my seam ripper!
Those colorful, stripey pants I made for C were a bit too snug in the bum area. So, I actually managed ten quiet minutes to myself this afternoon to listen to the rain, put my feet up, and start tearing the pants apart. I know, TEN WHOLE MINUTES!!! Granted, I probably should have been folding laundry, or some other domestic duty, but it's a rare occasion when both kids are napping/resting simultaneously, and after a busy day on the the go, I needed to take those ten minutes and methodically pick apart those threads. I'm not finished with it, but at least I've started!
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