I had to leave my sewing machine at the shop for repairs. The woman there couldn’t tell me how long it would take to fix, but she put an ASAP on the form when I told her I use it everyday for work. So Rita Howling will have to wait. I can get the batting and backing ready, but won’t be able to put it all together until I get my “Brother” back.
Between my machine breaking and meeting with my bookkeeper ( a lovely person, we often have tea together,but numbers are always a challenge for me,) and trying to get into my online banking (I don’t remember what my favorite activity is and no I didn’t write it down) and then realizing after trying to call the bank that it’s a holiday, I had to say to myself many times “Don’t Panic, don’t panic, don’t panic”.
And it worked, I didn’t panic, instead I remembered the mantra that came to me during Meditation Sunday morning. “You don’t have to do anything, let it go, let it come.”
So tomorrow morning I’ll take out my 25 year old Singer and make a quilt or some potholders the old fashion way.