Well, thought I’d stop in for a moment to announce that I killed my sewing machine. Yep, it won’t stitch. I was trying to sew heavy vinyl, creating new couch cushion covers, and without a third hand to hold as I sewed, it pulled heavily to the left. I guess that’s what did it.
They tell me that it will cost at least $100 to repair it, according to the lady at Hancock. I’ll call the local Singer place just to be sure. But I can’t see spending $100 to fix a $199 sewing machine that already had issues.
Thankfully a friend is letting me borrow her machine, so that I can sew 30 kindergarten chair covers for my daughter’s teacher. She already bought the fabric for me to do it, so it’s too late to bail.
But there won’t be any more vinyl sewing in my future. Slip cover buying, maybe.
Oh, and I’ve also managed to completely lose my iPhone today. It has a dead battery, apparently, because it goes straight to voicemail. And the “find my phone” feature won’t work. The whole family has looked everywhere. For about half an hour, I was convinced it was in the washing machine, but when the load finally drained I discovered that it at least wasn’t there.
I’m glad that I finished all of the projects that I did while I had a working sewing machine. And I have an iPad, so I can at least send and receive texts at home. But, although I know that neither of these gadgets really matter to my life, I feel a bit like falling in a heap and crying on the floor. Instead, I stood in line for half an hour returning vinyl at Hancock, with two small children in tow. Ha!