It's a quiet New Years Eve for me this year. My husband is off trying to kill Bambi so I'm home with the kids with nothing much to do. Not that I'm complaining--after a whole day of taking down the Christmas decorations and giving my sewing room a much needed organizational enema I'm perfectly okay with a quiet night. Well, relatively quiet--the neighbors started up the commercial-grade fireworks around seven and it's been going strong since. Ah, hickville.
Anyway. Did I mention my broken sewing machine? This is what I came home to last week.
I was happily humming a little Christmas tune after a short music practice at church, and I walk in the back door to see my sewing machine in pieces. Aaaaerrgggh!! See, my machine (which is only two years old) had been acting kind funky, making weird stitches, not aligning properly, etc. So my husband, being a very industrious electrical engineer type, took it apart while I was off playing guitar. The prognosis: (other than it being packed full of batting lint--whoops) the motor that moves the needle was kaput. The cost to fix? A measly $700. Sure! No problem! Let me just pull that out of my back pocket!!!
I was bummed.
But being (as previously mentioned) very industrious, my wonderful husband managed to find a suitable replacement motor online. For sixty dollars. I'll take my 640 dollars in change thank you very much. It came in the mail, he took it to work and fiddled with it, and voila! Fixed sewing machine! Happiness ensues! Queue choir music!
And today I gave it a test drive by making some blocks for January's do. Good Stitches bee.
I have no New Years Resolutions to share with you (mostly because I think they're pointless--my philosophy is carpe diem! Poop or get off the pot! Don't buy a pig in a poke! Uh...wait...) but I will say that I intend to be a lot more mindful of the blessings I have while I have them.
Like a working sewing machine.
Happy New Year friends (and blog stalkers!!)