My mom, a child of the depression and WWII, is the queen of re-purposing things and making stuff last. “Use it Up, Wear it Out, Make it Do, or Do Without” was a command she took to heart, proudly demonstrating it to us kids as we grew up.
She made my apron out of re-purposed, retired curtains. My potholders are from sewing project remnants; the interior heat-resistance an old blanket that had seen better days.
Socks with holes? Mom darns them. Jars and food containers others might throw out? Mom finds new uses for them.
Very few things are ever “single use” in her household.
When she needed a dress for a fancy party—at a time when the budget was slim and had to be creatively stretched—she pulled together some fabric, designed a dress to Continue reading “Why and How I Play Mind Tricks”