I had one of these typewriters but my nephew did something and broke off an important part and jammed everything - unusable. He was very young and the typewriter was on the floor. As much as I like the keyboard here on the desk- I like the clatter of the old typewriter more. I imagine myself typing.....
An odd story- I took a typing class in high school... it was a miserable experience and I thought I learned nothing...but years later I sat down and typed...keyboard and computer...later a huge industrial typewriter doing the broadsheets for the club newsletter...never actually realizing I could TYPE.....just doing it...and ALWAYS KNOWING when I hit the wrong key... so the proof reader never found an error.
I never look at the keys.
The Sun is out here in Maine....it had rained here for two days. And it's not cold but what I call "chilly". A sweater in the house rather than turning up the heat. My Gardener is taking the day off.
I haven't seen or heard my son as yet.....which is odd. I have been down here sneezing and coughing and making noise but he still hasn't come down stairs. I know he was up very late last night (on California time)..... I hear the shower going.
I am finding the books I selected to be "less than" Which is disappointing as one can only watch the Weather Channel for so long ..... so ...I watched Hallmark Movies. Three, I think. Well, not completely. I can never sit all the way thru without wishing I could edit the movies. Make them so much better.
My book......I read and then get irritated and stopped and did other things and then came back to it... I gave up on the first book I had started.....and this one...no idea where it's going but it's going there really really slowly. I'm almost at the 2/3rd's mark. The Mother's bird pooped on someone's head while the entire family was making lasagna. Super interesting, hey???? How did it get published????? A romantic comedy and no one has gotten kissed.
In the image up top- I like the quilted patchwork. I have a bag of squares- I could make a few of these for the table. The important part at the end- escapes me- the binding. Last time I made potholders I had to look up a tutorial. I will have to AGAIN. I used to do the binding on auto-pilot. What a thing to forget.
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I have to look up the directions for making a quilt sleeve every time. There's a trick to making it so it has some give to accommodate the pole.
Ah, that typewriter class. And typing those papers in college. Having to start over on a page if there were too many mistakes.
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