No, not spring. It's the time of year when I can't put it off anymore. The dreaded M-word.
Our closet has a row of clothing that have been made unwearable for a variety of reasons: missing buttons, ripped seams, etc. And now it's to the point where those garments are outnumbering the sound ones.
I guess I have to do the m...mmm....me....*struggles to force out hated word*
MENDING. :yikes: :cry:
I HATE mending clothing. With a passion. I don't understand it. I can cross-stitch for hours on end, but give me one shirt with a single missing button, and it makes me want to throw tantrums.
Gah. Sometimes I wish I could just throw away everything with a snagged hem. But I can't bring myself to do it. Especially when I know a bit of effort with a needle and thread will make it workable again. It's like I can hear my mother's disapproving voice in my head, lecturing me. *insert appropriate psychiatric notation*
Anybody else mend their own clothing? Anybody else hate it with a passion?
Our closet has a row of clothing that have been made unwearable for a variety of reasons: missing buttons, ripped seams, etc. And now it's to the point where those garments are outnumbering the sound ones.
I guess I have to do the m...mmm....me....*struggles to force out hated word*
MENDING. :yikes: :cry:
I HATE mending clothing. With a passion. I don't understand it. I can cross-stitch for hours on end, but give me one shirt with a single missing button, and it makes me want to throw tantrums.
Gah. Sometimes I wish I could just throw away everything with a snagged hem. But I can't bring myself to do it. Especially when I know a bit of effort with a needle and thread will make it workable again. It's like I can hear my mother's disapproving voice in my head, lecturing me. *insert appropriate psychiatric notation*
Anybody else mend their own clothing? Anybody else hate it with a passion?