The old singer passed away last night. It was a decent little machine, and a bargain at only $140. I performed an autopsy, and determined the cause of death as “crappy plastic mechanical parts”.
I only had this machine for one year, but I did complete hundreds of projects with it. I guess that’s not such a bad deal. It had a sticker on it that read, “Is it inside out?” Paul made it for me because he was sick of hearing me complain about having to rip seams out after sewing pieces with wrong sides together. I am going to miss that sticker.
The good news is that I got a new sewing machine! It’s pretty much the same as the old one, except it was much cheaper and doesn’t have all those fancy stitches that I never used anyway. Here it is:
Isn’t it pretty? If you’re thinking that it looks like a toy, well that’s probably because it is basically a toy. This machine didn’t even come with instructions for oiling, which tells me that it wasn’t designed to last long enough to even need oiling. I’m going to oil it anyway, and when it dies, I’ll buy another one.
That’s all for tonight. I’m off to fill out my publishers clearing house sweepstakes entry form. As soon as Ed McMahon gets here, I’ll post some pictures of my awesome new industrial sewing machine.