Time To Trade Him In
Do any of you ladies out there have an (ex)-husband who maybe still looks shiny but is a good-for-nothin’ bitch? You’ve had him for so long he thinks he can just lay there and let you do all the work? Meanwhile, he doesn’t do the job, and when he does, it is sloppy-as! The only thing you can count on him for is being loud and making you feel like it’s your fault he can’t lift his tiny lil’ needle! Word. Well, ladies, that is exactly how I feel about my first sewing machine. Mmm-hmm! Enter: Betsi.
Betsi was my first sewing machine. I purchased her at Ikea in mid-2012 when I wanted a super-entry level machine ($80) to figure out if this sewing thing was something I was interested in. (I’ve definitely got that part figured out). Except, this is Betsi V3.0. Yes, I’ve replaced her twice since my original purchase because of various malfunctions. Originally, it all sounded so good, and I suppose it always is in the beginning. After Miss Thang Betsi V2.0 got returned, and I came home with Betsi V3.0, I left her in her box under the stairs. Since I’ve been using my MILs Pfaff Creative on loan, she’s sat in her brown box for the better part of six months.
Well yesterday, my MILs machine was returned to her so she could actually, you know, use it, and tonight, the unboxing of Betsi V3.0 happened–and then the boxing of Betsi V3.0 happened. Needless to say, I don’t have an (ex)-husband as described above, (#mrsparklesshines) but I’ve got one sewing machine I’m ready to kick to the curb. Betsi served her purpose, but now she’s gots to goes. So what happens now? I guess I start re-organising my stash, designing designing designing, cutting fabrics for every project I can think of, and making more David Butler memes.
To my #MSBHQAL-ers, don’t fret! I’ve got a few blocks pre-made for such an occasion as this, so we’ll still be staying on schedule for the time being. Finally, ladies, if you actually still have a husband as described above, it is time to pack up all your fabrics, grab the machine, and run! Now, I’m off to find a new machine, and I believe that sexy beast is named Juki.