I've always messed up 60" and six feet. Years ago I replaced the front door of my mobile home and I called in the measurement. It was six feet tall exactly. So I told the gal in the office, "sixty inches!" She gently tried to dissuade me and suggested I was wrong but I held firm. It was so easy to measure, I advised. Sixty inches perfectly even. A man from the installation group came out to measure. Six feet, he tells me, echoing what the gal had suggested was the smallest door height. Finally I realized my mistake and figured my embarrassment caused no one but me any harm. Fast forward to yesterday when I thought I'd completed enough lines on the inner section of the QOV. Minimum height is 63". Min width is 55". Sixty three is no big deal, five and a half feet would be perfect. But then I got to sewing and my mind went to sixty three means six feet. Twenty six rows at about two inches is 50-52 inches and that's a little over four feet and I need six feet. Oh no! So I wake up this morning wondering how I could be so off that even with the three birders planned, this could have gotten so off track. Then I reconsidered not feet required but inches. Sixty three. I have at least fifty. My borders will suit me just fine! Well until my mental math starts again!
I hung it from the top dresser drawer. The last time I did this, I tore half of it apart because I saw something I did not like!
Monday, September 11, 2017
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