I had torn thirty-four inches of muslin off the roll, zig-zagged the
torn edges together, and washed and dryer-dried it several times, and
today I sat on the porch to take the zig-zagging out.
I was over halfwey through and the finger I wrapped the
double-strength bobbin thread around was getting sore when I realized
that I had a seam ripper in my hand.
So I wrapped the thread around the handle of the seam ripper. Now I
could pull on the thread with all my fingers, not just one, and take
out longer pieces. And nothing got sore.
The job was soon over -- and now it's time to eat lunch, take some
pills, and lie down for a nap.
(I find it amusing that every "pill" I'm about to take is a capsule,
and no mass-market medication is put up as pills.)
I'll remember what I meant to do with the muslin later.
joy beeson at centurylink dot net