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Year 3

These are the washable homemade masks I wear every time I go out in public; they're almost two years old now. I wash them after each time I wear them, so the elastic is starting to stretch and some of the seams are ready to pop. Definitely time to make some new masks.

Over the course of the pandemic I've made many of these for my family, friends and neighbors, including custom-sized masks with ties instead of elastic for a neighbor with sensitive ears, and pocket masks for a friend who wanted to add filter inserts for her and her husband. I had some extra on hand and sent them to a school in need, too.

I carry a disposable mask in my purse to give to someone who forgets theirs, but I prefer to wear the washable kind I make myself. They're nothing fancy, but they fit my face and I can wear them with my glasses and small ears and they don't pop off.

Now that we're heading into the third year of the pandemic I think I might make a couple of embroidered crazy quilt masks, just for myself. If I have to keep wearing them, then I should have fun with making them.

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