The conclusion is... the smaller the task, the more frustrated I become if I can't do it. It's those dang small motor skills - they need some major fine tuning. Tonight my shoe broke, and i've been trying to save money everywhere I can so if things break, I try to fix them before going out and getting a new one. Shoes, clothes, appliances, etc. I run into some limitations when it comes to electronics, but it seems like nowadays, no one wants to take the time. Like, you can't find a cobbler or taylor anywhere any more...we just get new things instead of fixing the old and comfortable. (I could go on a whole metaphor ramble about relationships now, but will refrain. You're welcome.) Anyway, tonight's focus was the shoes. They have stitching all around the edge and the string came out. The string was too big to fit in the eye of any needle I had so I tied the large string to a smaller string and tried to hand sew it back together. Great idea! oh but wait, no. The smaller string kept breaking, I kept on stabbing myself, losing the string in the fuzziness of the shoes, and constantly struggling with fingers too big and needle too small. Many "urg!!!" and "grr!!!"'s later, the shoe is fixed! But now I'm afraid to wear them, worried that the string will come out again. So I fixed my shoes so I could save money and fix what I had, all to be too afraid to wear them. Someone explain this to me please. (The picture is the most frustrated face I can make...trying to convey to you the pain of the evening)
Monday
#17 - "if we walked on our hands with care, instead of on our feet, would what we saved on shoe repair suffice to make ends meet?"
The conclusion is... the smaller the task, the more frustrated I become if I can't do it. It's those dang small motor skills - they need some major fine tuning. Tonight my shoe broke, and i've been trying to save money everywhere I can so if things break, I try to fix them before going out and getting a new one. Shoes, clothes, appliances, etc. I run into some limitations when it comes to electronics, but it seems like nowadays, no one wants to take the time. Like, you can't find a cobbler or taylor anywhere any more...we just get new things instead of fixing the old and comfortable. (I could go on a whole metaphor ramble about relationships now, but will refrain. You're welcome.) Anyway, tonight's focus was the shoes. They have stitching all around the edge and the string came out. The string was too big to fit in the eye of any needle I had so I tied the large string to a smaller string and tried to hand sew it back together. Great idea! oh but wait, no. The smaller string kept breaking, I kept on stabbing myself, losing the string in the fuzziness of the shoes, and constantly struggling with fingers too big and needle too small. Many "urg!!!" and "grr!!!"'s later, the shoe is fixed! But now I'm afraid to wear them, worried that the string will come out again. So I fixed my shoes so I could save money and fix what I had, all to be too afraid to wear them. Someone explain this to me please. (The picture is the most frustrated face I can make...trying to convey to you the pain of the evening)
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Way to go vanessa! I hate buying new things because old things break... makes me angry. anyways... I love you blog miss. anti blogger. Did you know on average, you update your blog .6 times a day? and you didn't even want to start!
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