After a long day in the office I was quite pleased to be getting my sewing machine out this evening, even if it was initially to mend a T-shirt of Mr C's.
Once that task was complete I moved on to the fun stuff and my attempt to turn an old pair of jeans (again Mr C's) into a bag that I've got an idea from. All was fine with the cutting out and some initial sewing on a single thickness of the demin.
Then it all started to go a bit wrong. I wanted to over sew a seam of the original jeans, meaning that it was about a triple thickness section. It was too thick for the standard needle I was using, so I rummaged in my sewing box to find the alternative packets of needles that I know I have. I was also pretty sure I recently picked up some demin needles in a random bargain bin somewhere. I searched the main box I use for all my fabric and machine sewing bits. I searched the box I use for all my hand sewing goodies. I even searched through my ribbon box and the tin with all my embroidery thread in it. No sign of the needles.
After searching everywhere twice, I gave up, convinced that I must have completely imagined every owning any such needles. As I pulled the cover onto my machine, after putting everything else away, I suddenly remembered that carefully disguised storage section in the machine itself. The one that is so well hidden that I didn't realise it existed at first. In there, in that safe place where I stored them, were said needles. Damn.
Still, it gives me a plan for what to do tomorrow evening!
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