I Lost My Feet

It's hard to be organized when dealing with ADD. I do quite well, as long as I don't try to stick to one task too long. Days like today, I use a timer and toggle among several tasks so that no one particular one gets boring and causes me to wander off completely.

So, I am working on my basic cleaning and also my To Do list. I hate this list, but I keep adding to it anyway. Some of the items are getting ancient, so yesterday I decided to be sure that every day I get the oldest one done, if possible.

Today's simple task is to repair the zipper on a winter jacket. Yes, I do know it's July. I also know that in 3 months I will need this jacket. I hunt all over for my portable sewing machine and set it up. I then hunt for the cord. I haven't used this machine, really. I repaired a niece's backpack on it. That is probably all I ever did, so far. Once I verify that it's working and do a dance to the sewing machine deities that I won't have to adjust any tensions, I look at my job to be done.

Yes, it still looks simple, but I need a zipper foot. No big deal; find the box of feet and change the basic foot to the zipper foot. This is a chore that would take a matter of seconds - if only I had a clue where the feet are.

Usually I can find things first in my head. I try to picture them, and then picture them where they are. I cannot even remember what the box looks like. Maybe it's beige, or maybe that is the box for my old machine.

I start looking in all the usual places for sewing machine feet. So far, no luck. I am still not really settled into my condo. I keep moving things around, trying new arrangements for storage. After my foot search, I can say that I need to do some more rearranging, because I don't like the way things are now.

Maybe the basement? That is pretty much the only place I didn't look yet. Well, I skipped the pantry, but I took everything out of there recently and put it all back, so surely I would remember something unlikely being in there.

The box would be very small, about half the size of a paperback book. I know I have it.

Some place.

Meantime, I will try the feet from my old machine, but they are 30 years apart in age and not the same brand name. Not likely.

I really, really wanted to fix this zipper. I do not want to deal with the old machine, not after what child said when I offered it to her.

"Yes, I want it! No, wait, I don't. Last time I used it, I broke it."

Is it quicker to fix the old one (1971) or find the parts for the new one?

I have to try to keep from being sidetracked by this search and continue to use the timer and clean when it's time to clean and search when it's time to work on the list.