I ordered buttons ages ago. When they arrived, I spent a frustrating morning.
They took so much pressure to put together that I had to actually tread on them to get them to work. And then, some of them just fell apart.
At first I blamed myself.
“I’m all fingers and thumbs!” I thought. “Maybe the fabric’s too thick?” I pondered. “I must be doing something wrong…” I fretted.
I hate complaining. But the nagging suspicion that I didn’t have this trouble last time prompted a polite email to the supplier.
Happily, they said that it sounded like I had a dodgy batch. I should return them and they would send me replacements.
But it has taken several weeks. So I am behind schedule.
I’m going to be manically button-making to catch up.
I’ll emerge next week, wild-eyed, dishevelled, sore fingered, a bit crazy from glue fumes, but hopefully all caught up with myself.