If yesterday was all smooth sailing with the sewing machine, today has been one mishap after another. And it’s only 11:30am.

I’ve broken the thread more times than I can count. I checked the way the machine was threaded, finally got that right (I had changed threads this a.m., learning how to thread the machine). Then I thought the tension must be off. I ran it through test fabric after test fabric, trying to figure it out. Finally got it right, I think….

Then I hit a spot where there were many layers of fabric and the needle broke. *sigh* My only needle. I’ve dug through everything my grandmother left for me and I can’t find any others. I guess I’ll have to go to the store to get another sometime. I could go today, I guess. I have both kids and I’m grumpy, though, so I’m thinking that would be a bad idea.

I need to go lock myself in my room for awhile. *sigh* Get over my grumpies.

2 Responses to “I knew it was too good to be true.”
  1. Stacie says:

    Maybe it’s a sign from the gods of fiction. Time to start writing stories again! ;-)

    But really, I’m sorry you had a sucky day. :-(

  2. Beth is wfg says:

    Ah, of course. The gods have spoken. (Along with my faithful fan, Stacie! ;) )

    I must get back to the writing. ASAP. Before the gods get really angry with me.

    At least I’ve been updating this blog! *wink*

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