mend my clothes

I did mend those two things mentioned in the last post but, as predicted, the pile did move with me to England and I’m not even sure how big it is now because I’ve stuffed it all in the back of my wardrobe so I don’t have to look at it. Unfortunately, it’s a case of out of sight, out of mind. Thus I haven’t done any mending for ages. I think it’s mainly socks and tights back there actually, although there could be all sorts of fabulous garments I’d forgotten I had. Bah! I will get round to this at some point.

Well, I thought I would have finished the regular mending by now but, wouldn’t you know it? The pile has started growing again. I recently added two more things: a black sundress I bought in Thailand (a lovely dress but not fantastically well-made) and a red silk bag my bf’s folks got me as a present from China. The strap is too long and I need to alter it. I’m going to be moving again in another couple of months and this time I really don’t want the pile to move with me!

I’ve been busy mending: trousers (re-hemming them), socks, and a red Nepali blouse. Wow. It’s like having a whole new wardrobe. I’ve gone from having no socks to more than I can handle – I never realized I had so many pairs of socks! This is going well. At this rate I’ll have finished all the normal mending within the next month or so and be onto the items that I want to adapt into different things, which will be a whole new and exciting challenge!

I have come to the realization that once a month is simply not going to be often enough to tackle the pile. At the moment the pile is growing rather than shrinking because somehow I keep getting holes in my socks. I think it’s a combination of not cutting my toenails often enough and walking down a lot of hills so my toes rub against the end of my socks. So I’ve decided I’ve got to spend some time once every two weeks or so if this pile is not going to start taking over an entire corner of my bedroom, like some kind of evil fungus.

I have this pile in the corner of my bedroom of socks, tops, tights, sweaters and god knows what else. Some of those things have been in that pile for a year or more (when I moved house, the pile moved with me). I’m going to take the time once a month to work on mending something, sorting through the pile and chucking stuff if I realize I have no intention of ever doing anything with.