My husband reminds me of those little monkeys that picks nits off of each other. He is always picking the threads off of my clothes. I tell him that I wear those strings proudly, as I paid a lot of money for them (fabric at $14.00/yard).
Personally, I am not a neat-nick, never was. As a kid, everyone said that my older brother always looked like he came out of band box -- me, not so much. I was the one in striped capris, a tee-shirt with circles on it, a multi-bandana on my sloppy hair and bright orange tennis shoes that I swore went with everything -- even those dreaded dresses that they made me wear once in a while. I have a picture of me as a 7-year-old, wearing vertically striped capris pants and a tee-shirt with the stripes going horizontally and suspenders. I have this goofy looking smile on my face and my hair is in ponytails that are a little lop-sided.
There was a British Documentary, Seven and UP and in the beginning the scientist says, "Show me the boy at seven and I will show you the man." I'd say that he was right, my picture showed me the woman I was going to be. If you have never seen the document series, Seven and Up, and can get a hold of it, you would be really amazed. It is about the children they followed and interviewed once every seven years. It is several movies and it was fascinating.
I think that I might make a cobbler's apron from a man's shirt. This way when I am sewing or I am sewing at the senior center, I can just remove the apron and stick it with my sewing bag.