A Tuesday
The first floor of local effort was accomplished.
Quite a haul to our recycling bin. I needed to call the Handi-Medical in Mankato and order my 90-day supply of catheters. Our kitchen floor needed a Swiffer job followed by a damp mop. Yesterday I picked up a small American flag to strip over a steel post on the northeast corner of the front deck’s sidewalk. That’s always been a staple at our home.
Counted cross stitch fabric can ravel very easily. I had mentioned some time back, I had a healthy stash of said fabric from a time Carrie and I both stitched. What I had caught on one of the YouTube channels was a pattern that I then ordered. One of my emotionally attached items in my studio is a wooden circular box of Grandma Schafer’s. I have no idea what the original contents had been. It’s been with me for many decades.
The pattern I ordered was a six inch wide ribbon of a lower and higher case alphabet interspersed. The pattern also included a circular round pattern for a cover. Hello! The promise of a finished project is on the horizon. Braided trim will tie everything around and together.
Out came the Singer Ultralock Surger that Kersten’s grandma had handed down to her mother that was then handed to me. Super sweet. Of course it is not the latest model, but I had downloaded the user’s manual. I may never change the color of the four spools of thread as the threading of it is quite arduous. Black it is. Improvisation can be achieved.
The pattern is 27.5″ long. The circumference of Ester’s box is 34.5 “. At that time, I will improvise some smaller stitch designs to make ends meet.
I have had a great afternoon getting this project towards a beginning. It will be added to the other three projects that are in the works. It never gets overwhelming if I switch off from one to another.
I have an interesting bit of information. At one time at a family get together we talked about jaws that can click while chewing. As I have been going through the dental process and experienced his 360 degree X-ray, I asked Dr. Pitcher if something had shown up on the X-ray. Why oh why would I not have suspected it. Little bones in the jaw are susceptible to arthritis. I asked him if others can hear that clicking if sitting beside me while I eat. No. That clicking noise is so close to the my ear drum . . . it’s just for me.
With that I take my leave. ♥