remendable

Mother took a week to pack, and unpack, to go panting down-stairs to the corner drug-store for new tubes of tooth-paste and a presentable sponge, to remend all that was remendable, to press Father's flappy, shapeless little trousers with the family flat-iron, to worry over whether she should take the rose-pink or the daffodil-yellow wrapper -- which had both faded to approximately the same shade of gray, but which were to her trusting mind still interestingly different.

The Innocents A Story for Lovers Sinclair Lewis 1918