The coverage of Haiti has reminded me that I am a fat American. I really have nothing to complain about and excuses, no matter how worthy, seem trivial. Unfortunately, other than donating money, I feel like there is little I can do to help fix the situation on that troubled island.
However, I can fix things in my own home. One step at a time.
I have been missing a button on a coat now for over two years. It's right where my pocketbook strap crosses across my chest (probably the reason I popped the button in the first place) and I can usually cover it with a scarf. Every time I think of doing it, I would come up with some whiny reason to avoid doing it.
Two years demonstrates I'm really good at avoidance.
Anyway, I finally did it last night. It took less than 5 minutes.
Another project was to take a scarf that was way too long--knit during a severe Noro fetish and a need to have the colors match up just so--and make it into two practical scarves, instead of the unseemly long one that would get caught between my legs, bunching up the aforementioned coat, a well-loved berber-fleecy thing I've had for more than 10 years that builds up static on cold, dry days and clings to my butt like butter on toast.
Attractive image, I know. But I use this coat as a blanket or pillow on the bus and it's not too wrinkly after. I can spill coffee on this coat and no one notices. I'm not making it anymore attractive, am I?
It's a tiny feeling of accomplishment, but I'm hoping every bit helps. Like a tiny donation.