This morning, Laura made her way to the car, sighed when she got in and cursed BIG JUG. Then, she mentioned that she had to sew her shirt. She was wearing a pinkish sweatery shirt that had, at one time, had a string or a pouch on the front of it. Those strings came off, and now there were holes in her shirt about an inch long.
Before I had pulled out of the garage, she had rummaged in her bag to find a Ziploc bag full of sewing materials. "You mean you're going to sew it now? On the way to school?"
"I'm not driving," she told me as she pulled the thread through the needle eye. After concentrating for a moment, she looked at me and warned, "but I won't be able to help you drive." We both had a hearty chuckle, then I admitted, "since we are going to a place we go each day, I think I can manage." If, of course, we had been driving to a new destination, I admitted, we could very well be lost.
Before I had pulled out of the garage, she had rummaged in her bag to find a Ziploc bag full of sewing materials. "You mean you're going to sew it now? On the way to school?"
"I'm not driving," she told me as she pulled the thread through the needle eye. After concentrating for a moment, she looked at me and warned, "but I won't be able to help you drive." We both had a hearty chuckle, then I admitted, "since we are going to a place we go each day, I think I can manage." If, of course, we had been driving to a new destination, I admitted, we could very well be lost.
By the time we parked in space number one, she had sewn the holes, and had put away her materials. We should always spend the time we have in the morning sewing up loose ends. It may make the rest of the day a bit easier to manage.
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