Once someone knows you sew and have a stash, these become never ending
I dont mind except I worry about killing another machine.
Ughhhh
A gal at the corporate office where I work wanted to know if I knew anybody that was sewing these.
I told her what i now tell others.....i will make you one or two but I am not mass producing them like I was in the beginning.
List count how many I have made
I dont charge for them
As long as I had the supplies I would make them
And this is my mantra
If you believe, it is possible
I made two more that are not in this photo
Mine are not fancy
No nose piece
No pocket for filter
Just a shield against others breathing on you
Oh corona corona
My pfaff and my white
Making these masks
Got into a fight
They were cut with elastic
All ready to go
But something was wrong
The machine was so slow
The needles would break
From the thick layers of cloth
The fab went south
The needle went north.
I seized them both up
They had had it you see
So now only small orders
Of one, two or three
My singer is old
And more mature i think
She is handling them well
Cross my fingers, wink wink.
I feel your pain - two machines down myself. I hate to tell people NO as well, but it has come to that point. Stash depletions, the cost, the time, and requests from outside the community needs to be addressed else where. I now pass on the info on making your own with the simple folded kneckerchief and two rubber bands.
ReplyDeleteI have only made one mask, I am too busy working. One of the girls made masks for everyone in her department and not one of them wears them. They will wear the blue paper ones.
ReplyDeleteI love your poem;)) so perfect--I am done making masks too..[altho I would like to make the two of us an alternate...]
ReplyDeleteHope you are looking forward to a nice weekend...
~ ~ ~ waving under the umbrella once again Julierose
Oh my gosh! You are so creative with fabric AND words.
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