Is there any kind of sewing that is more blah-fully soulsucking than doing alterations? Ugh. That is all I have been doing lately. Granted, they are on vintage clothes which makes it SLIGHTLY more interesting. But they aren't MY vintage clothes, so that makes it even worse.
But, it is a bit of extra cash which is never a bad thing.
Hopefully since the weekend weather is going to be so yuck, I will spend lots of time in the sewing room and not be bitter about it. And maybe even make something for me! I desperately covet a new spiffy lunch bag.
Parting shot, because this post is too sploogy without at least a bit of kitty cuteness: George and Fred, lounging.