Returned
Great fall days have returned. . . for now.
My Veteran is having a good day. After a breakfast box and coffee in the patio porch, he decided to check his eyelids for cracks. Naps are good for the soul.
I headed for the studio this morning. I had it in my mind to get the module on the sewing machine and stitch out a design. There are many steps to achieve a successful product. If I don’t keep my hand in that process . . . well, that would just not be good. I have all the materials needed. Whether what I stitch is needed by someone is not the point. I need to maintain my level of comfort in the challenge.
What I had not counted on was getting a thread jam early on in the stitching. Nothing to do but begin from the inside out to solve it. Sure enough, in the cavity where the hook is, the area that holds the bobbin, there was a short length of thread. That itty bitty bugger was preventing the needle from engaging the bobbin thread to pull the thread up to make a stitch. Keeping the machine running smoothly encourages patience, a whole bunch of it.
I did succeed in my quest. So much so, that I think tomorrow I will repeat the process. I have always enjoyed sharing from my studio when someone drops in.
The leaves in the neighborhood are catching hell this afternoon. With the winds of the last days, it has really stripped most of the trees bare.
I am always thankful when we have made it through the remainder of October and the first week into November. That span of time contains real estate taxes, six months of the home owner’s insurance as well as six months of the car insurance. Whew! A great feeling to have all handled without stress.
The remainder of the tuna oven dish is being postponed until Wednesday night. Ham and bean soup seemed a good fit for this evening’s meal.
With that I will take my leave. ♥