I love sewing machines. Old machines sit in thrift stores collecting dust. Dusty and broken. Neglected machines no one wants.
I want them! I love them! Dragon buys them and fixes them up for me. I lovingly display them all over my house. I am a hopeless pack rat when it comes to these old machines.
Long story short. I have a huge project going and a looming deadline. My primary machine, a 10 year old Bernina starts sewing funny and making a strange sound. The stitches are uneven and messy. My progress on the project comes to a grinding halt.
Yesterday I started testing the old machines to see which one works the best. I think I have found my new primary machine. It is an old badged machine probably sold out of the Sears and Robuck catalog in the late 1950s or early 1960s.
When Dragon came home late last night he worked on the machines while I cooked supper. I new have 3 machines lined up for use and even a 4th one in line if something happens to the first three. I am happy.
Now I just have to re organize my work space. I need room for two machines to be set up. One threaded with red thread and and another with black. That way I won't have to keep re-threading the machines when I need to change thread color.
Time to get busy. I have 4 brides maid dresses to make and a week to make them in. I'll get it done!