After a low lying table my confidence developed. Nothing like nari Shakti zindabad. Nah..that sounds so melodramatic and filmy that I had to put it. Imagine the medusa like me wearing a khadi Saree and saying that.. Wow..my imagination surely runs wild. But honestly it was more to avoid the embarrassment of bringing a beautiful sturdy chair with worn out seat.
This was in my agenda for past one year but me and my plans.. They take ages to form and more ages to execute. My brain somehow goes in hibernation. And then one fine day, just like an electric jolt I wake up and start scrubbing,.. I mean cooking.. Ohhhh.. I mean working. And since I know mr pea aka my brain so well, I try to make the most of the temporary chota recharge that mr pea has and finish off as much as I can. This includes long pending tasks, creative stuff like coloring, painting, cleaning, reading, because it's like kal ho na ho for me... And look my digression went upto 8 lines of mindless yapping.
Anyways. So I was charged. I took 1 day to search for the cloth. I had unhemmed ( not sure if such word exists but hemming.. Unhemming what say??) a pillow cover. Pillow covers in US are huge, just like many other things. We will feel at times that we stay in doll houses with micro foods. So I had taken one such spare cover( or so I thought) which was closer to the sofa shade (read black) , white background and nicely blue black chequered. I found this cloth ( no longer a cover I think) and measured the seat. It took exactly half of the cloth for the seat. I cut it and then kicked my self. Drat.. Wasted a good pillow cover and now it could not be used elsewhere. I could not tuck the cut cloth much in. The sturdy metal chair had screws in metal frame and I could not remove them without help of machine and past experience told me that I may not get any help now. The maintenance guys will run away the moment they see me approaching their office. So I wondered and wondered and I remembered. Ta-da.. Batti jali.. Idea wali. I had got a small (luckily) container of carpenter's glue ( wow.. We have only fevicol, the multipurpose adhesive) that I had got for...god knows what and was sitting in my kitchen idly. I upturned the chair and applied the glue along the border of the chair. As close as possible to boundary. Next I started sticking and folding the fabric along the border, tucking and keeping in place with few pins( that my better (?) half got complimtary with new shirt he had purchased few days back ) finally the whole fabric was tucked and stuck nicely to the chair. A few hours later, I could remove the pins without fabric coming off with it and voila........one .. No two sturdy threadbare chairs got a second life...
And so two poor chairs got new clothes or shall I say new lease of life..Even if that would be for sometime, before pilla does their vastraharan.
To cut the long story short, I am seriously thinking of being a carpenter's apprentice or maybe not so ambitious but a hobby course in reupholstering
To cut the long story short, I am seriously thinking of being a carpenter's apprentice or maybe not so ambitious but a hobby course in reupholstering
