Last night my embroidery machine decided to break down on me. Now I might just have to clean my house! No quilting machine, no embroidery machine, I feel so lost.
I took my machine into the shop and the repair guy said it would be next week before he got a chance to look at it. Don't they understand that I need my machine? I was willing to stand there while he worked on it. But I guess that's not how things work. Oh, well. Patience is a virtue I guess.