Machine

I have succeeded. I sat myself down in the dungeon almost every night this week and the whole weekend, and finished  my quilting!

 In process. I'm watching the Magic Schoolbus right now.

There were some trials and tribulations, as there often are on long journeys. I broke a needle. I stabbed myself with pins. And my machine stopped working. I think I've been pushing it too hard, because it was groaning and groaning and finally just seized up and decided to not work anymore. Luckily, my mom has an old Husquavarna, and that thing is a TANK. I finished about four episodes of quilting in two episodes with that machine. 

I took apart my little Brother, but couldn't figure out what the issue was. I'm going to have to find someone here in Nashville who can play doctor to my machine. In the meantime, I plan on machine sewing on the bindings for both Swoon quilts tomorrow, and then packing them up for my trip to Richmond for Christmas!

A casualty

All squared up!

I feel like a tiny factory, a quilt making factory. I am the machine that sews and sews and sews and has BEEN sewing for WEEKS. I'm so glad this is almost done. And I'm a little glad my Brother pooped out on me, it's forcing me to take a break. I wanted to make a wedding quilt for some friends who are getting married on the 27th, but I wasn't going to have the time. And now I don't have the means, so haha! I was planning on making them some cute coasters as a placeholder for the quilt, so we'll see how that goes. I think I'll write them a nice letter instead- I don't want to deal with the stress of my machine right now.

I WANT TO BASK IN THE GLOW OF THREE SOLID MONTHS OF WORK.

THEY ARE READY FOR ME.