I finally retired from all paid employment on Jan 1. No more IT contracting work. I am still adjusting. My first sewing project of the year was a shirt in a cat print.
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Fabric: Mood Exclusive White Kitty Kraze Cotton Poplin 109 gsm |
I sew in silence. No TV, no podcasts, or audiobooks. Maybe some new age music. It is my time to think. The cat print made me think of cats. My family has always had cats. We tried a few dogs when I was a child, but they never stayed long. Thinking about the cats I have now. None were chosen by me. I have two. LaLa, her name shortened from “Letang”. The name chosen by my sons, after their favorite NHL player. She was being raised in an apartment by my son's friend, and one of the roommates developed allergies. My son talked me into taking her.
Ginger. I remember visiting my parents when they were in their late 70’s and being introduced to their three new kittens. Not one, but 3. Not older cats, but kittens. I know the enjoyment pets can give. But I am pragmatic. I turned to my siblings and said “Do you want to put dibs on the one you will end up with when the parents are no longer able to care for them. Fast forward 5 years. My brother got the pretty one, who later required the kidney stone operation and special diet. I got the other two. Koi, a cantankerous cuss, who passed not too long ago, and Ginger, still with us – a runt of the litter with related health issues that require her to have pureed food and an aversion to using the litter box. She is so underweight and bony under her fur that it isn’t pleasant to pet her. Hubby and I have said no pets after these are gone. But honestly, if I found a stray or one was in need of a home… And if it outlives me, my kids will have to deal with it.
Pattern: Burda 5 23 110 Used the top of this dress pattern for the closure, darts, etc. used before for other blouses.
Picture taken in our 3rd snowstorm of the winter. We typically do not get snow where I live. The first snowstorm was pretty, until the power was out for 24 hours. The second was heavy, wet snow. Large branches breaking off the trees and crashing to the ground in our backyard. We got the yard cleaned up and next winter's firewood stacked. Now this. It is keeping my husband from picking up his new car at a dealership a couple of hours drive from our home. Can't wait for spring.