tháng 12 23, 2015
I’m a clutz.
There. I said it.
Not that it needs to be confirmed by me, as everyone who lives around me KNOWS –I have zero depth perception. I’m not even allowed to pull the van into the garage, because while I may miss the driver’s side mirror, I will instead completely take off the passenger side mirror on my way in.
I can’t count the number of times I have hit my hip on a door knob, or a sewing machine cabinet corner even when there is way ample space to circumvent such a painful “that’ll leave a mark!” moment!
Such was the case in the studio the other day when I was at the machine quilting, getting ready to advance the quilt to the next area awaiting stitching.
I turned, got caught in the batting, and left a hole.
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