A folding chair fix (observed by a spider)

I love the community vibe in my new condo.  One of the quirks of this group is that during the summers, the social committee hosts "Wiener Wednesdays" on the patio; people bring side dishes (the food is nut-free; the people are allowed to be as nutty as they want), and we grill hotdogs together.  

The powers-that-be have gladly accepted my offer to become the chair of the newly-constituted "Sustainability Committee": a committee that currently has exactly one person on it (yours truly).  One of my first actions was to use Wiener Wednesdays as an opportunity to have the secretary of our association give me a tour of the recycling bins (we want better signage, so people don't mess stuff up the way that people who don't have clear directions tend to do).  Thrilling, right?

While we were still on the patio noshing on our wieners, though, another condo resident sat on a chair whose seat started giving way on her.  She and the chief griller started making "need-new-chairs" noises.  I took a peek, and it wasn't the frame that was a problem -- just some stitching coming loose.

So, the next morning, the entire body of the Sustainability Committee mobilized into action!  I brought the folding chair into my condo, grabbed a spool of gray button thread and a suitable needle, and stitched the chair back together. 

A little gray spider hitched a ride on the chair; I didn't see it until we (the Chair of of the Sustainability and the Chair of Folding) were both inside.  The spider was content to hang out at one end of the chair frame and observe while I hung out at the seat of the chair and sewed; only one of us was doing thread work.  Maybe the spider was getting ideas for new web designs, I dunno.

The repair is not particularly fancy, but it's also not particularly noticeable.  I successfully carried the chair and spider back out to the patio, and notified the powers-that-be that their new committee is already on the job.  

This is going to be fun.