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When I got dressed after my shower this morning a sock fell out of the shirt I put on. It was the mate to an orphan sock that has been lurking in my sock drawer for months. I knew that the sock was stuck inside some winter garment but had no clue which one it was. Turns out it was a red, mock turtleneck that I put on today because I was going downstairs to sew and it's not warm in the basement.
And here's what I sewed. I bought a new long-sleeved tee shirt pattern a while back, cut it out a couple weeks ago, and sewed it up today. It's been a while since I sewed with a knit like this one (not cotton). I'd forgotten how slippery it is and how easily it gets shoved under the soleplate of the machine. Fortunately I was able to poke the fabric back through the plate and save it. I haven't tried it on yet, I'll do that tomorrow. I hope it fits. If I like it I've got more fabric to cut out more shirts. Of course I do.
It started raining this afternoon, then it stopped, started up again, stopped, poured this evening for a short time, stopped, and is supposed to come back with a vengeance later with thunder and wind. Guess I'll be sewing tomorrow too.
28 April--Pleased.
Hello there, I say,
I'm pleased to see you.
It has taken three months
to find the shirt
where the orphan sock
was hiding.
I knew it would emerge
sooner or later.
I'd be dressing one morning,
the sock would drop out
of a shirt or dress or leggings.
That it took so long means
I have too many clothes.
~~~~~
It's kind of sad that the reappearance of a sock warrants this much excitement. And I took its picture. Although I did have to go to Walgreens today for some stuff which was pretty darned exciting. There were a lot more cars in the lot than I expected and all of the other customers I saw were unmasked. I was masked, the employees were masked. People are silly, especially old people. Cases are surging in the county which makes me want to wear a hazmat suit and respirator. Or maybe my scuba gear.
--Barbara