"Forced" being the key word.
No one wanted to use an old, "junky" sewing machine that someone had donated to the school. It was a very ancient Singer treadle sewing machine. Since no one wanted to use it, I spent a whole semester using it for several horrible sewing projects.
This is my machine:
I've had this sewing machine for several years, but never did much with it. It's a Brother XR-65T and I think I bought it in 2005. It's spent most of it's life buried in the back of the closet space under my stairs.
Tonight I needed some alone time, so I headed up to my stress-free zone room and started playing. I was getting a little tired of making ravioli squares by hand.
Here's a quick summary of how it went:
- Sew a side, take the square off the machine, pin the next side, repeat.
- Wonder if I just shouldn't go back to doing them by hand since it was taking me so long to make one on the machine.
- Pinning all four sides and poking myself as I tried to sew.
- Deciding I wasn't going to kill myself if I started sewing faster than one stitch each minute.
- Sewing over pins and trying to remember if that was good or bad.
- Deciding it was bad when the needle hit a pin.
- Giving up and sewing a ravioli without putting any pins in.
- Ending up with only one ravioli that I'm actually going to have to rip and make again.
I only stopped because I ran out of muslin backing squares.
I'm glad I ran out because I'm really hungry and very thirsty.
But also very happy. I had so much fun and I'm in a much better frame of mind to face Monday.
I hope you have a great week.