Sewing Day

I am on my lunch break from my sewing chore. Curtains for all the new windows in the cabins at Birch Haven Resort. Two cabins to go, then on to other things.

Bernie goes home today but I plan to stay the week. I look forward to some alone time.

I feel so grateful right now. What an adventurous life we have! Granted, work is a big part of our lives, but the work is unique, out of the ordinary, and we enjoy it so. Bernie will tend to the garden when he gets home. I hope the weather cooperates with him.

I am rattling on over nothing. A friend shared a funny piece on Facebook today. I can’t seem to get it to my blog, so I will write out the message  here:

Advice from a Singer Sewing Manual – From 1949

“Prepare yourself mentally for sewing. Think about what you are going to do…Never approach sewing with a sigh or lackadaisically. Good results are difficult when indifference predominates.

Never try to sew with a sink full of dirty dishes or beds unmade. When there are urgent housekeeping chores, do these first so your mind is free to enjoy your sewing. When you sew, make yourself as attractive as possible. Put on a clean dress. Keep a little bag of French chalk near your sewing machine to dust your fingers at intervals. Have your hair in order, powder and lipstick put on. If you are constantly fearful that a visitor will drop in or your husband will come home, and you will not look neatly put together, you will not enjoy your sewing.”

Don’t get me started on this one or I will never get the curtains done.

4 thoughts on “Sewing Day”

  1. How old was this. Sounds like something written in the 50’s or 60’s. lol

    1. 1949. I was 5 at the time. What I remember of being around my mother and my aunts makes me appreciate this. They were feisty women but this does represent the roles they found themselves in. They all drank…this makes me appreciate that, too. I saw a piece on the women’s liberation movement recently. Reading this may help people understand why women jumped on that band wagon so quickly and with such gusto. These straitjacket stereotypes, not being heard or understood and having to bury their gifts and dreams in deference to those of the men in their lives. It is a good reminder of how far we have come as a society.

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