No problemo. It fit just fine. All I had left to do was sew the tab onto the end of the zip. So, I snipped off the excess and began to fit the tab on when, "oops" my iPad was still in there. Do you see where this is headed? Yeah. Without thinking, I went to open up the sleeve and I pulled that sucker right off the end of the zipper.
I didn't swear. No, really. I wanted to. I thought all the bad words, but I didn't utter a one. Had I, I would have unleashed a tirade of epic proportion. I would have Woken The Dogs. Even I know not to wake the Nutjob Terriers.
What I did do was take a picture of my disaster and send out a plaintive cry for help on Instagram.
Within moments people were offering condolences and suggestions for what I could do, or who might help. The one name that came up several times was, Erin, better known to me as @Yorkiemischief (I'll bet she knows a thing or two about Nutjob Terriers!), who blogs at Dog Under My Desk.
Here is where the wonderful comes in to play. Erin heard the buzz on Twitter and Instagram that there was a sewist in distress. She threw on her Super Woman cape (I'm pretty sure she has a phone booth in her studio for quick changes) and came to the rescue!
She also said these soothing words, "I am sure you are not alone." Well, I'm not so sure about that, but it was lovely to hear!
Erin was kind enough to let me embed the video she made showing how to fix a zipper (in case I'm not alone), so be sure to check out her blog and give her a "follow" if you haven't already!
And one more thing. This quilting sewing community never ceases to amaze me with its love and support. It really truly warms my heart to know that we can put the word out and in a moments notice we will have so many people ready and willing to help. God Bless you ALL!!