Monday, March 26, 2012

Poor Abused Rulers

My Great Uncle, one of the nicest men I have known in my whole life, had a stroke about a month ago. Since my job, Tailor of Two Cities, is the most portable of the family, I packed up my studio and house sat at the family farm. Uncle Elmer is now out of rehabilitation and is doing wonderfully, so I packed up and headed home.

Amongst the things I took to the farm was my drafting curve and binding ruler. When I packed up, they went on the little ledge by the rear window of my car. Then I forgot about them for a full day.

Needless to say, I also forgot that it is March and the sun is hot in Oklahoma. As you can see, that and plastic don't mix. Small price to pay for helping out family, but now I am headed out to go replace them.

I'm going to try and go a little easier on my next set.