Today was so frustrating. Who knew my eyes were getting so old they cannot do fine work anymore? I was shortening some skirts (a simple process) but I could not see well enough to thread the sewing machine needle. Yes, I have had difficulty with this from time to time but I could not do it at all. I had to wait till Mike got up to do it for me.
Then when I tried to hem my skirt by hand I couldn't see how many threads I caught in my needle. I got out the magnifying mirror but it was very clumsy to use.
Needless to say I felt very old and very down. I sought comfort by burying myself under my comforter. It does help. I decided to try the hemming again in the morning. Maybe my eyes will be better then.
I really think there are some upsides of dying young. At least you never know the despair of feeling so clumsy, and feeble.
I really thought I would use that material I keep saving, I had plans, but not now.
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