Boy , Am I tired! When I came into the sewing room I carried with me from the dryer - the "
Flannel Monster", and bedded it down on the cutting table. I could see its adventurous eyes following me -wondering how we were going to "get along"?
So, I was gentle , I would gently smooth out the wrinkles as I would ready it for the iron and ever so gently smooth it over the soft surface-turning it from a raggy muffin - to a classy flannel.
It is very hard to believe , but it took me three hours to iron 39 yards of flannel! But, boy can my back testify to that!
After I a very late lunch I spent the rest of the evening attempting to figure out what size every body is because they all change as the year goes on? I hate to make something that nobody can wear. Then to make matters worse I only got two yards for the gals and that does not look like it is going to work. That is all I need - another problem to solve? Wonder why I can never get it right? This human thing is very trying.
I ran out and did my chores and then DH came in from work with one of the grandsons and they ate turkey sandwichs. It was a wild one that he had killed this week .He was thrilled to have one to eat . I saw it and it was a beautiful bird - which I would love to have watched and admired alive. That old thing about opposites attract?
My feet and legs are really killing me and my back is screaming at me , so I am going to close my sewing day and send love to each of you in all your endeavorers.