Last spring I picked up a part time sewing gig. A friend of a friend has a small Etsy shop and wholesale business and she needed someone to help with some of the sewing and stuffing of pillows. I was happy to help out and the extra money comes in handy too.
Our little workshop is on the second floor over a little retail business. It’s fun listening to the hustle and bustle down on the street and in the shop as I work. It’s a fairly bright space with two super tall windows and a couple of skylights which makes it quite pleasant.
We positioned my sewing machine right in front of one of the tall windows. Being on the second floor, I get to see blue skies and pretty clouds, along with the second-floor facades of the storefronts. With all that light and the light on the sewing machine, you’d think that I would be all set. But, I wasn’t.
Once in a while, a batch of pillow inserts will come in that are extra fluffy, so when I close the seam at the bottom of the pillow with the sewing machine, if I’m not careful, those puffy inserts can push me “off track” and give me a not-so-straight hem. Being a perfectionist, I usually get out the seam ripper and pull out the threads and re-sew the pillow’s edge. Because all the pillow faces are white along the edges sometimes it’s difficult to see the white stitches.
Lately, I’ve been coming face-to-face with the fact that as our eyes age we need more light to see well. And as one who tends to live in denial of growing older, I’ve always been one to dismiss my age.
In fact, we have some grade school neighbors who often ask me how old I am. Why do kids always want to know that? I’m guessing because they get asked that question all the time. Regardless… between you and me… they will never know. 😉
I always keep my age to myself. In fact, it always amazes me when people share their age. I don’t get it. Why do they do that? Does it give them bragging rights? Or is the real issue that I have some deep-seated problem with admitting my age? I never minded growing “up.” I just wanted to live a long life without the growing “old” part.
Actually, I have little to complain about.
Yesterday I complimented an acquaintance on her new glasses. She told me her granddaughter doesn’t like them, though they are a fun two-toned spectator style that is very popular right now. Then immediately she said to me. You are the lucky one not having to wear glasses.
That is true. Most of the time.
Except when I’m working on my laptop for an extended time or trying to sew… then I get out my “readers.” My “readers” are actually prescription glasses without any correction other than having minimal magnification for one eye and a wee more help for the other eye.
I’m blessed with good health and can do just about anything I want to do. However, I will admit, I feel much better about myself if I don’t look in the mirror. That can be scary. I’m always wondering where that older woman came from… especially after a shower. Gravity seems to be playing games with my body lately… and I don’t appreciate her humor one bit. She’s sick. Very sick.
Marcea from the OttLite® company contacted me and asked if I’d like to review their LED Desk Space Organizer Lamp (affiliate link). Usually, I don’t do reviews, but I heard that OttLites produce a great light, and there’s that little thing with my aging eyes, so I said, “Yes.”
I brought the light to the workshop where I stuff pillows and sew. The lamp is not designed to be used the way I use it. I positioned it behind the sewing machine with the “gooseneck” hanging over the top of the machine so that it casts its light over the machine and a little farther in front. It’s a small light so the area it brightens isn’t large, but the quality of light is amazing. I can actually see to rip out the errant stitches. Yay! That’s huge for me.
This desktop model does have two handy receptacles in its base where I usually keep a few extra spools of thread. On a normal desk, you might expect to see it filled with pencils or markers.
If I were able to choose a different style of OttLite lamp, designed more specifically to meet my needs for sewing and crafting, I would be in creative heaven.
Everything I’ve ever heard about the quality of the light from an OttLite lamp is true. The area of light cast by this lamp is pretty small but on its top setting (it has 4), it’s very bright. My eyes are so grateful for the help of this little desk lamp. Hopefully, someday in the near future, I’ll be able to afford a larger OttLite lamp.
Now only if the OttLite could change my wrinkling sagging body. Yeah. Probably not. In fact, I think I better keep it away from the mirror. All that good light will probably just show more wrinkles I really don’t want to see.
Today I’m joining up with some of my friends in the fifty-something crowd who undoubtedly have issues like me. Their posts are linked below. Some of them have a much better body image than me, like my friend Jemma who has been modeling cute new outfits every week on her blog. I admire her confidence. Especially since you probably won’t be seeing any selfies from moi. 😉
I’d love to hear how you deal with your body’s changes as the calendar years spin by.
What tips to you have to share, or encouragement can you give, besides sticking your head in the sand and pretending you’re still 32, like I do.
Thanks for stopping by today… I can’t wait to hear your lovely thoughts!
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