On pins and needles

It was revealed in the drape
of the fabric after the final
hook was threaded through
the last buttonhole hanger
in the shower curtain.

A hole.

A small hole on the lower
right, about the size of a
dime. A threadbare flaw
in the popcorn weave of
the cotton fabric.

So I let it hang.

A hole small enough to get lost
in the hanging folds of the fabric
and run through the wash again,
and once more after that.

Until.

The small hole became
a big hole, and the proof  
was in the pudding:
a stitch in time saves nine.

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Chances are you are familiar with and could complete the phrase in the artwork above.

This is Idiom Week. Though my shower curtain reveals the true nature of the idiom, a stitch in time saves nine, it's a reminder of the wisdom buried in these familiar expressions.

I spent the week working on a project I'd put aside after I realized it was time to ... start from square one ... because I'd been ... barking up the wrong tree ... with my approach.

And since there's no sense ... crying over spilt milk ... it's time to get off the fence ... and mend that shower curtain.