I'm so depressed. I was in denial that it was happening but now I have no choice but to admit it. They're dead. It's time to let go.
Sob.
My favorite pair jeans have died. I know I've had them for over three years. But really, is it wrong to hope they would last longer?
Of course, being the fickle person that I am I went out and got a new pair. And a new shirt. Retail therapy you know.
Once I finally made it home, chatted with Dani and Julie Anne and found something to eat I got out Tour des Marques.
I tried to be good and filled in some of the blank spots, but the wide open space called to me at the end.
3 comments:
I know favorites are so hard to part with. I understand completely. Good recovery though - a little retail therapy does wonders.
You have my sympathies....I hate when that happens.
Good for you...shopping!
Tour is looking good!
Losing a favorite pair of jeans is like saying good bye to a good friend. I have a pair that are just barely hanging on. The day of doom is fast approaching. I barely wear them now, so as to prolong their life.
Your stitching is lovely.
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