Singapore is no longer habitable to me. In the late morning I had to leave my home to go to the MRT station which is only 5 minutes away. Just 2 min in the open and I started to sweat. I don't like to sweat. Sweating is a big deal to me. I would often report to my hubs, "Look, I'm sweating!" It took another 5 min for the train to arrive and the MRT station where I live is the open-air kind. If I'm out in the open air for too long, my brain goes into Desert Mode. You know, the mode where in my mind I'm crawling on the hot desert sand, lips parched, the sun beating down mercilessly on me seaching desperately for air conditioning. Of course when the train finally arrived, I had to stumble into the cold air dramatically.
My home is equipped with 6 ceiling fans and 1 standing fan so no danger of me feeling hot at home. Otherwise it would be impossible for me to do any sewing. I made another 2 way crossbody bag. I love making this kind of bags. I'm sure I've mentioned this many times before.
My 4th bag for June MAAD. 11 sewing days left.
Fear of light coloured fabric - drawstring pouch
4 weeks ago