Please excuse my mini-absence from PSS the past couple of days. To be quite honest, it’s been batty in my city. This week there was a day when it was 19 degrees F in town, and 32 degrees up in Norway where I spent Christmas — it was colder in Texas than it was in Norway. This is insanity.
Speaking of insanity, locals here do not know how to deal with ice. Unless it’s in their sweet tea.
HB and I were on “wreck-watch” for what seemed like hours, watching the freeways from our high rise apartment as the cars, like little ants, would inch along the overpasses covered in a dangerous thin film of ice. We watched fender-bender after fender-bender, cringing at near-misses, and our hearts in our throats as 18-wheelers passed by teeny little compacts.
The news reported that in just 4 short hours, over 100 traffic accidents were reported. And those are the reported ones. Rescue crews and police officers were getting in wrecks on their way to helping the people who got in wrecks. This is bananas!!
So, what have I been doing?
Friday the medical center was closed to non-essential personnel, and I’ve never been more happy to be called non-essential in my life. HB and I slept in, made some coffee, and I decided my new pair of Wildfox silvery-grey (gorgeous) denim leggings needed hemming. My only dilemma was that everything was closed and I didn’t dare venture too far out of my neighborhood with my brand new wheels.
So I decided to bite the bullet. I drove to my nearby Target, bought a cheap sewing machine (this one), some spools of thread, and came home to watch some Youtube videos on the matter. After watching a fair amount, I got to work. In the end, I have a pair of leggings that I hemmed myself, with a sewing machine I just learned how to use, and the results are remarkably better than I expected. Sure, I have some practice ahead of me, but I think I can officially do this now – which is a HALLELUJAH moment for me since I’m 5’2″ and I basically see my tailor more than I see my own parents.
This is the start of something good.