Day 66 April 23rd
I received a sewing machine as a gift some months ago. Only problem is I have never, ever used a sewing machine before!
It sat on the floor of my kitchen for some weeks. I did take it from the box once or twice and marvel at it’s loveliness but as I didn’t own a spool of tread I couldn’t even begin to use it.
It eventually moved from the kitchen to a corner of my bedroom and I would glance at the box now and then telling myself that I really should try to use it.
Then it became a table of sorts. Things would be put on top of it and left there.
Yesterday I decided was the day to figure out how to use this lovely machine. I sat it up on the kitchen table and started reading the instructions. Then I shut the instruction booklet and did what all intelligent kids do now a days when they what to master something. I looked it up on youtube!
I had the bobbin spun and needle threaded in minutes. I have mastered the art of threading the machine and sewing in a straight(ish) line.
As I sat enjoying the feeling of accomplishment my 12 year old joined me with a smaller sewing machine she had received as a birthday present some years back. She could teach me a thing or two!
Happiness grows at our own firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers’ gardens. ~Douglas Jerrold