I was 3/4 of the way through sewing a shirt and I ran out of thread. Yes, that’s right, you read it here, folks. I RAN OUT OF THREAD. I stared at the machine and the nearly empty spool of thread in disbelief…(I was smart enough to leave some on so I could match the thread, then realized at the store there’s a color number on the bottom of the spool, but I digress). The other color of blue thread (close enough to be sisters, really) ran out on me about five minutes later.
So, what’s a girl to do? I mean, after all, I’m sitting there, covered in bits of thread… hair all mussed, but it’s 6:00 p.m. and if I wait, I will have to get the thread after church and I wanted to wear this shirt to church… ugh. I also realized at this point that it’s been nearly 6 hours since I ate anything, and we all know how dangerous and stupid it is for me not to eat (thank goodness I ate before I tried to sew on the sleeves! Sleeves and I are still enemies). At the very least, I could get to the fabric store and forget why I’m there, not buy the thread, and end up back at home very confused and mad. Hmm… I stupidly choose thread over food.
It’s still hot and muggy out at 6 p.m. in Houston, and no, I haven’t gotten a/c in the car since the last time I whined about not having a/c in the car. Since I know the drug store carries only white, black and navy thread, I know that I will have to go to a fabric store to get Cielo Blue thread or one of its sisters or cousins so that I can get back home, reset myself into the sewing mood, and finish my shirt. I know that Wally World might have at least a cousin of the color of blue thread I need, but Wally World on a Saturday is usually overrun with people, so I kept driving, straight into the sun, to get to the fabric store.
Finally, I get to JoAnn’s and buy thread… and since I haven’t eaten, I buy lots of thread, so now I can sew anything navy or black or red, or even pink for that matter and not have to buy thread. I never remember my mother ever running out of thread, even random colors like Cielo Blue. I’m stocked up now and I actually remembered not to buy white. I already have six spools of white thread. I’m not sure why. I never sew anything white.
On the way home, I stop by Kohl’s to look at the clearance rack for a new bathing suit. Didn’t find anything… and I start the “haven’t eaten wandering” thing and end up at a rack of t-shirts for five dollars. (Since I’ve eaten, I’ve looked and found that I bought a purple t-shirt with flip flops on it. It’s the right size, so that’s good).
I finally get back in the car and turn towards home. I fall spectacularly off the diet wagon and stop at McDonald’s on the way. Oh, come on now, it was an emergency. Otherwise, I’d still be driving around and stopping at places and Lord knows what I’d be wearing tomorrow.
2 thoughts on “SEWING EMERGENCY”
You sound like me when I don’t eat! I get all befuddled and can’t make decisions, I get grouchy, blah!
Simple things become huge deals to me… it’s sad, really. I know better. I just have to eat on a schedule and should let nothing interfere with that!