My cold last week turned out to be the flu. I was knocked out for what seemed to be an eternity and only now am I starting to feel human once again. But even when I'm delirious with a fever and groaning from aches and pains (ridiculous aches and pains, I tell you), I have to keep myself busy or I'll go nuts. Perfect time to get some long-neglected mending done...
A moth-devoured sweater that I thought would become scrap for some future sewing project was saved thanks to an idea I saw in a library book, Craftivity by Tsia Carson, that I had in my stack. Turns out Amy reviewed it, like, two years ago.
I'd given up on the idea of fixing the sweater with patches as the moth holes in my sweater were numerous and oddly scattered. I liked the idea of accentuating the holes but stopping their spread by stitching around them with embroidery floss.
Now Barry's got what I had. He's already taught himself how to glue tubular tires onto his bike rims, and he's only been sick for two days. Our living room converts from craft studio to bike mechanic workshop, depending on who's sick.