The news is my sewing machine hates me. It was my mom's. It's a Sears Kenmore from the 70s. So yeah it old but it's a machine and not a computer. It's been in and out of the Sears store. It's been in and out of a shop that specializes in sewing machine repair. Recently they told me that the belt keeps falling off for no reason whatsoever. Yes, there is no perfectly logical explanation for this happening. It just hates me. Nevermind the fact that my mom used it for thirty years and I used it for three before it decided to hate. So the verdict is that I currently have it back. I am working on this:
In this beautiful dragonfly brocade:
And one day I will finish it if my machine ever decides to love me again. :(
