My great Sunscreen experiment ended when I could not find one sewing machine in the house. I have three theories on what has occured: 1) They have all flown off to Asia. c) They've been hidden better than I can find. 3) One is sitting in plain sight.
On the great fabric expedition, I picked up several yards of a dark green, striped fabric of sufficient length to cover the three windows in the Batcave. Heck, I even bought green thread and tension curtain rods so that I can raise, lower, and remove the sunscreens from the window. Although, after viewing the fabric doubled, I'm leaning back more towards picking up a backing fabric, which, in turn, requires another fabric expedition.
The plan screetched to a halt when I could not find one sewing machine: a) not the one I bought Thong for Xmas quite some years ago. b) not the one from my mother. c) not the silly baby one I either ordered or got locally for patching pillowcases and the lot (Like that's ever happened....).
Of course, in the interim, paralysis reigns.
On the great fabric expedition, I picked up several yards of a dark green, striped fabric of sufficient length to cover the three windows in the Batcave. Heck, I even bought green thread and tension curtain rods so that I can raise, lower, and remove the sunscreens from the window. Although, after viewing the fabric doubled, I'm leaning back more towards picking up a backing fabric, which, in turn, requires another fabric expedition.
The plan screetched to a halt when I could not find one sewing machine: a) not the one I bought Thong for Xmas quite some years ago. b) not the one from my mother. c) not the silly baby one I either ordered or got locally for patching pillowcases and the lot (Like that's ever happened....).
Of course, in the interim, paralysis reigns.