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February 17, 2006
happiness! 
Last night, I went to the sewing class. I had my super cute fabrics, my super cute rickrack, my scissors and pins and ripper in hand. I was even early.
Even so, it all ended up being a fiasco. I managed, with some difficulty, to put thread on the bobbin, but then the bobbin thread made the coolest pom-pom on the back of my muslin. Who knew that bobbins come in more than one size? Our instructor fixed that. We had to iron our fabrics, then cut them out. We didn't have tissue-paper, just the directions for this many inches by this many inches. I'm sure there are ways to nicely cut fabric into a rectangle, but I don't know them yet. My fabric pieces ended up being vaguely oval. Then, iron. Then fold and iron again. I, of course, folded in the wrong direction, and then we were supposed to sew straight lines. At that point, I didn't trust myself at all and pinned them out, though, they weren't terribly straight.
I'm looking at this class as a way of getting my feet wet again, of getting more comfortable with sewing machines. That was my goal, and that's working quite well. It's just this whole knitting needle case that is really rather funny.
If I get a chance this weekend, I'll look for the sewing machine that I think is in the basement, and try again.
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It's cold here, with wind chill in the teens. I know, for everyone else, that's winter, but here in Oregon, it's an event. Artic blast! Dude! So Daphne, our outdoor cat, is in the bathroom. It's great. She keeps up this aria from her side of the bathroom door, while the two indoor sylvesters keep up their aria on their side. Nobody's happy! It's so calming. As it is, there are things she can eat in the bathroom—the shower curtain, the towels, the bath mat—but we're hoping that there is a limit to how much a ten pound cat can destroy.
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In talking with Career Dude, we identified a pattern. I leave his office all full of vim and vigor and optimism. I go to work and the life is sucked out of me I become demoralized. I wish it wasn't so, but it's only getting worse. The trick is to get some momentum going. Ha!
I was catching up with cheesepuppet (so damn prolific!) and she's had some more interesting stuff about paring down. For example, she points to info on the Compact, a group of folks who pledge to buy nothing this year, and she creates a piechart of her stuff. I tell you, I want to purge my house so badly, and I may do some this weekend if the Knitting Olympics goes well.
Posted at February 17, 2006
Comments
Purge, dahhhling, purge! It feels wonderful. I'm sure I'll be doing more of it when we're unpacking, too. I think it will help to see the house empty and then carefully choose what to put in it, rather than trying to sporadically empty rooms in an already too-full house.
Posted by: cheesepuppet at February 18, 2006 2:35 AM
Those Compact people are a bunch of wankers. I dont' need a yahoo group to help me not spend money on new shit.
and unlike those Compact folks, I do buy used underwear!
Posted by: becky at February 18, 2006 10:20 PM
How did the de-cluttering go? :-)
Posted by: neca at February 20, 2006 8:24 AM