Right before any big trip, a handful of people will ask me these two questions:
- Are you excited?
- Are you all packed?
It’s a resounding YES for the first question. As for the second….
Continue reading “A masterclass in procrastination.”Tag: sewing
Confirmation of existence.
Don’t worry, friends, I am okay.
I ended up in the ER last week, though.
Continue reading “Confirmation of existence.”Worked-up over a workout.
Nearly every time I turn on my Garmin, I get wind and gale warnings. It’s either a glitch or reflective of how windy Victoria is. When the warning flashed on my screen for the umpteenth time, it was for real. This morning’s commute was a blustery one, and when I returned home, I got on my road bike for a lap around one of the fake islands of Watopia.
I’ve been slacking on my training plan. I’ve been too occupied ghostbusting with a vacuum cleaner in Luigi’s Mansion 3, shopping for an actual vacuum cleaner, shopping for a calendar, cutting fabric into tiny squares, and other things I might mention later. I wasn’t feeling it this evening, but as one of the prompts in tonight’s workout said:
I’ve done the pinch. That’s not new.
Sewer Rat.
The Kenmore is officially in service!
Nic invited me to sew at his studio last Friday. There, I would have ample space to work on my project and gain access to his sewing supplies as I don’t have anything beyond a sewing machine, black thread, and scissors yet. Unbeknownst to me, I was about to subject myself to a curious blend of fragrances as his studio is nearby a brewery, coffee roastery, ice creamery (think homemade waffle cones), and a perfumery. The essence of independent businesses was less pronounced in the studio itself. That, or my nose got so confused by all the smells that my brain eventually cancelled them all out.
Before I could get sewing, I needed to do some maintenance. The thought of putting a 47-year-old machine to work before cleaning and lubricating it made me uneasy. Trauma from years of servicing bikes with thirsty chains and gunked-up drivetrains, I suppose.
The manual included instruction and diagrams on how to clean and oil the machine. Unfortunately, I forgot to include the manual when I packed up the machine for Nic’s studio. An online search for this manual in PDF format brought up two results, both of which were paid downloads. Now I want to scan my manual and put it online for FREE as a fuck you to those two Etsy sellers.
Nic ended up driving me home so that I could retrieve the manual. What a gentleman.
