Just patched my pants in two places. I had already stitched up the knee where I tore it on the pavement a while back. It took three attempts; finally I got it pretty good and solid. When I fell I must also have begun tears on a small part of the seat and a corner of one of the rear pockets; the tears only made themselves evident about a week ago.

So I found some black material, stuck it in place and stiffened it with Elmer’s, then meticulously stitched it all together. The pocket was trickier; it took needle-nose pliers and my repeating the same stitches beyond ready count, so as to strengthen them. All told, it took about three hours.

This is nice. I’ve also mended my jacket, slightly. I’m starting to really own these clothes now.

I must work on my imagination, though. Even now images keep flashing of my jerking the needle and accidentally stabbing myself in the eye. Just in time for dreams! This should be fun.