MY BOGGY BLOG: find your way through the murk

Zipper Woman!

I'm having one of those "I am woman, hear me roar" moments this
morning because I actually managed to remove a broken zipper from my
youngest DS's winter coat, and sewed in a new one! I'm not much of a
sew-er (sewer looks funny!), though I do own a cheap sewing machine
and I did go through sewing class in junior high... made some awful
skirts and a pair of denim overalls. So when DS came home with a
broken zipper yesterday on the coat I bought brand new for him last
year, I just cringed. We've had broken zippers on coats before, but
usually they've been thrift store coats that I just throw away. But
this coat is still good, and I just can't see getting rid of it when
everything is great about it except the zipper. Tailors charge a lot
to replace a zipper, so I knew I had to at least give it a try on my
own. I bought a $3 zipper, and during writing group last night, me and
sainted M. in our group sat and ripped out the old zipper. This
morning I sewed the new one in, and it actually works! Could you hear
the "Hallelujah Chorus" from where you were?

I could certainly use a Empowering Roar this morning... the funk just
keeps following me around lately, like a pathetic, drippy-eyed mutt. I
did my Nano and felt great about that, but I've just not been keeping
up with stuff around the house much at all-- laundry is embarrassingly
backed up to like a dozen loads needing to be done at least, I've been
piling mountains of papers and just not dealing with them, you get the
picture. When it gets this bad, it is hard to even know where to
start, or to crawl up out of the hole of bleakness to make some stabs
of effort. It doesn't help that Christmas comes along and begs for
more tasks, more effort, more time.

We had a big snowfall yesterday, so everything looks sufficiently
white and wintry here. How many inches... at least 6, I haven't heard
the reports yet. DH is out shoveling as I type, and now the kids will
get to have fun sledding. It never really snowed like this last year,
with our strange winter. I do like the snow... at least in December,
when it's still new and fun. It's the February and March snow that I
get so tired of!