I got a new job, and then the world shut down.
When I was first diagnosed with major depression and anxiety, I was a college dropout and my mom lost her job. This year has been my most severe spiral. I was laid off six months ago. It’s funny how events are cyclical.
I took on a huge project recently: overhauling my mom’s sewing room from a cluttered catch-all room to a space where she can escape to craft to her heart’s content. It wasn’t easy.
The road to owning a button-up shirt I like brought me to McCall’s M7629 pattern — and a battle with fit and buttonholes.