Today is Friday, what else can you expect?! I have a button
from my favorite cardigan. Not that I
got stuck somewhere and tore it off! No, all violence
is far from me! It has simply fallen away. Now evenings in front of the fireplace are
especially in winter, it is unimaginable without this cardigan. It is an indispensable
Part of a cozy and relaxing evening watching TV. What
What is going to happen now? Well, for now it will be like this!
It will soon be spring and when it is a bit warmer, I will button the jacket
no longer closed, it works without the button.
August 26
While tidying up in a drawer at the bottom of a cupboard that I normally
never open it because it is so uncomfortable to bend down so far,
I was given a small, pink shell box with sewing kit, which I believe I received for my confirmation. A typical gift from a distant aunt I've never seen, who was "Kai"
probably thought it was a girl’s name. When I was already in the
I remembered my cardigan. Maybe
There would now be an opportunity to repair it. That I could do it,
was, of course, completely beyond doubt. We are bachelors and some –
Little! – can some female beings sometimes – really only
sometimes! – a little better than us, but sewing on a button is
Now I definitely won’t! So I’ll
and a boring TV program my favorite cardigan
dedicate.September 2nd
Where did the damn button go?
September 8
Today I have a mandarin orange for the first time in ages
A piece of the shell fell out of my hand and into
slipped through the upholstery crack of my TV chair. When I tried to
I also found other things to help me. In addition to the shell
I also brought a silver 5-DM piece, a long-lost Swiss
Pocketknife and a button into the light of day. In fact, it was the
Jacket button!
September 12
It's like a curse! Today a button fell off my jacket.
Again, I don't know why. I put it next to the other one on my
Coffee table. Now it's really time to complete the repair. Soon
cold days are coming again and since I can’t wear the jacket over my belly button
can no longer close, a large entry gate remains open for cold air.
Horrible thought.
September 13
Removing the remains of the torn sewing thread from the two buttons
turned out to be a nerve-wracking task. Someone had apparently
Simply plan the thread crisscross as you wish through the
four buttonholes so that it could not be easily pulled out,
but had to repeatedly expose each end and remove it one by one.
This could only have been done by a woman! After removing all the thread remnants
I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in the chair and therefore
I could no longer sew on buttons.
September 14
Saturday! Free! Sleep in, have breakfast, read the newspaper, pack my sports bag, go out to eat! Since I have nothing else to do and plenty of time before my
tennis match, I took the jacket that needed repair and sewed the two
Buttons on. Always carefully thread the thread through three or four stitches
one pair of holes in the button, then change and the other pair of holes
also with some thread loops. The yarn a few times under
Turn the knob, fasten it once, and you're done! Snip and snap,
The thread is off! Well, who would have thought it?
September 21
It's Saturday again. I have to hurry; I slept too long.
Today, Renate, my cleaning lady, is coming. I can do everything myself, but Renate
works quickly and well and for the minimum wage of 8.84 euros per hour.
I can never get it cheaper, and I can have breakfast during the time
go to the club bar with the boys.
When I want to put on my perfectly repaired favorite cardigan, a
Button off. Indeed! Unbelievable! One I sewed on! – And the
other hangs dangerously loose and no longer helps to support my stomach
While I'm still crawling under the table to get the button
the apartment door opens and Renate comes in. When she
When she sees me crawling around under the table, she bursts out laughing,
despite my terrible threats, only very hesitantly stops and goes into a
suspicious gurgling.
In response to her insistent questions, I have to tell her about my mishap. Grinning
She disappears into my storage room and comes back after a few
seconds with a large box, which turns out to be a sewing box.
I own something that's in the storage room?
Renate doesn’t give me another look, tears my jacket off,
takes hold of my button, and before I really know what is happening,
She sewed on the two buttons, threw the finished jacket to me and is
Sewing box in the kitchen disappeared. I put on the jacket and make that
I come to my breakfast at the clubhouse. October 5th
It's Saturday again. I have to hurry, Renate is coming soon.
The buttons on the jacket stay on perfectly. Renate can do more than just
clean. In any case, she can sew on buttons better than I can, although I
I would never admit that to her. However, starting today, I will give her ten
Pay her euros per hour, otherwise she might not come back. That would be terrible!
