And so it Was
It only took for me to open one squinty eye to realize it was white out. So it was forecast and so it is.
I was surprised that there were as many schools closed as announced on the radio. As wet as the snow is and with a wind at 14 mph, us two old fuddy duddies are in a good spot right here on Stauffer Avenue.
This morning as I had a cup of breakfast coffee going, I tugged on clothing right down to heavy socks and shoes. Hmm. I reminded myself of Lena. If Lena was caught in her housecoat during the forenoon, it meant she was feeling under the weather. Mom was up, she was dressed and took on the day’s activities. I do know after I retired, I thought it was a treat to keep the housecoat handy not get dressed for the entire day. I have become my mom in many ways and I like it. I like it a lot.
It is better for me to wear those heavy socks and shoes as our basement floor is cold. Many winters we have had the sump pump running off and on during the entire winter depending on the amount of rain in the late fall. With sub ground water running along the perimeter of the four sides of the basement, the floor is bound to be cold. Staying out of the studio until all conditions were 100% . . . it just isn’t happening. When Dennis and I had surprised Carrie for her birthday at her clothing store, I bought a three quarter length sweater that has a hood. It is a loosely knit design and oh so warm. The perfect pairing for time in the studio. It doesn’t have any closures. One of my clips that I use to hold stitching together is the perfect fit when I clip it collar bone height. At that height it snuggles the hood around the neck.
Today my goal was to stitch out the opposite end of the table runner that I am doing in tone on tone of light browns. Midway through at a thread color change the machine was not giving up the green light. That has never happened to me before. I thought perhaps it had been a coincidence that the bobbin was out of thread. Nope. I took the hoop off of the module, raised and lower the pressure foot . . . nothing. The red light stayed on. I thought about it long and hard. I had no idea what would happen if I actually shut the machine off and then restarted it. Would the design want to start over from stitch one? Would the design have lost the placement on the fabric? I crossed my fingers and hit the power button, waited a minute or two and then turned it back on. The machine turned on. The module took the hoop to the far right and then to the far left and finally settled right where it had left off. Whew. After all these years, a new experience.
May everyone be able to stay safe as the snow is promised to fall well into the evening.