I’m sitting here sewing on a button. A button to a dress I perfectly adore, one I look at and remember the ‘good deal’ feeling I had buying it.
I consider myself a frugal shopper paired with hate of waste. As I’m sewing back on the button that came off this ultra cute dress, I’m reminded of that dislike.
I could have not taken the minute to pick up this button when I heard it clink to the floor.
I could have never taken the time to sew it back on.