my baby has been gone since friday. but after four trips to the repair shop, she’s finally back at home today and there’s one hell of a pile of pinned pieces waiting for her to chew through tonight.
as you can imagine i’ve been nervous and moody (yes, even more then usual!) since dropping my sewing machine off at the service shop. true, it is partly my fault. i haven’t had it serviced since i bought it over a year ago, which is a big no no for someone who uses their machine as often as i do (if you’re an avid sewer, go get yours cleaned every 6 months to a year). so perhaps predictably, on friday morning it finally complained, and while sewing the headings on a batch of cipolla newsletters it started to groan. i went crazy with a can of compressed air, but it was indeed too late. i changed out of my work clothes (some call them pajamas) and jumped onto the tram for a trip down queen street to the service shop.
but i must say that although i was a stressball these past few days while she’s been gone, i actually got a crapload of non-stitching work done in just a few days that i would have otherwise done in bits and pieces over several weeks. i even joked that maybe i should send her away to visit with family once a month to force myself to catch up on some other work.
i know, it sounds crazy, but it did feel a lot like picking up a family member or friend from a hospital stay, i even took the car this time. infact, the toyota’s seat belt alarm beeped the entire ride home – the weight of the machine on the front seat signalled a passenger that should be strapped in. i laughed at that the whole way and thought about writing a little something in the blog when I got back to celebrate her return.
okay enough embarrassing myself for now.
i can once again say, back to the machine ;)
♥ m.
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