Saturday, March 29, 2008

Not That I'm Stubborn Or Anything...

At least I know where Little Miss gets her stubbornness from.

The jeans I had been wearing were … wearing out, plus they were too big (I know, everyone should have such a problem!).

I hate buying jeans because I get comfortable in mine and like the way they fit and can never find jeans like them again. When my second to last pair wore out in the knee, I finally broke down though. I went to Target (because I also am … frugal and can’t justify spending much on jeans) and collected armloads of jeans to try on in various sizes. That’s when I discovered the six item limit in their dressing rooms.

In the end, I found a style of jeans that fit and were comfortable. Bonus, they were also on clearance – how often does that happen? The cool thing is that they were juniors jeans and still fit. Oh yeah, and when I was a junior, I think the jeans I wore were larger. Somehow, I found a second pair in the same size and style. I now have two pairs of comfy jeans again (that are once again starting to get a bit too big and I’m so ok with that! I love Spark People!).

The third or fourth time I wore jeans pair one, the rivet on the button popped off as I was buttoning them. Ok, now I’m starting to get why they were on clearance. I wasn’t about to let this deter me, so I Gorilla Glued the rivet back on. In case you’re wondering, metal doesn’t glue well.

My next step was:

(Ok, anyone who can tell me how to rotate the picture... much appreciated!)

This is when I realized that I really am stubborn. Ok, and probably cheap, too. One way or the other, I’m determined to ensure that the jeans are not smarter than me! The pliers repair lasted for another wearing, but the button popped off again the next time I wore them. This time, my magic pliers didn’t work so well.

My Saturday yoga studio is kitty corner from a cleaners, so I asked if they could fix it. Anyone who's amazed that I remembered to bring them with me knows me well. It actually took me three weeks to remember to bring them. Lucky me, they were honest and suggested I go to a shoe repair place, which I never would have thought of on my own. Fortunately, there was one not too far away.

The shoe repair place was empty except for me and lots and lots of shoes in various states of disrepair. I still haven’t figured out how he stays in business, but I suppose it is a walk in and walk out kind of business vs a browsing one. Anyway, he was able to re-rivet the button. Only $3, so I can’t complain.

Ok, except that after washing the jeans, the rivet popped off again. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the pliers to work their magic anymore. Off to the shoe repair again this morning. This time, he used a new rivet for an extra dollar. I’m wearing them now, and so far so good.

Wish me luck. At some point, my $11.98 jeans aren’t worth another $15 of repairs… so far I’ve only invested another $7. If it doesn’t work this time, I may have to learn how to sew well enough to find a different solution. Please, don’t all laugh at once.


Mary March 30, 2008 at 2:16 PM  

Hi Michelle,

I hate buying jeans too! And if I find a pair that fits in the store, they don't fit anymore after I wash and dry them. Drives me nuts. I just yanked the belt loop off my favorite pair. Arg.

I see you are in banking. I used to work in a bank and then in another area of finance. I love money! Now I'm going to have to come back to your blog regularly. I'm hooked.

As you requested... I posted about our kindergarten decision with our summer kid. We made the wrong choice but were able to bump her up a grade in middle school and fix our little mistake. It's so hard to know what to do. Especially when their whole future rides on your best guess. Come on over to my blog and read it but get comfy first; it got long. I feel wordy today.

Glad Dawn could link us up. I'm going to read some of your posts now too!

Michelle March 30, 2008 at 7:07 PM  

Ahh, you haven't learned the secret to jeans then! You wash them, but they never learn about the dryer. Simply hang them wet and let them air dry. It makes a huuuuuge (no pun intended) difference.

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