Hey, guys. Guess what?

18 Nov

My sewing machine broke.


You know how I’ve been frantically sewing with every spare minute?  Trying desperately to finish the BBQ by the boyfriend’s birthday which is next Wednesday?  I get home and, on days when I’m not at church for meetings or off with Dave, I go straight upstairs after supper and sew, sew, sew.

Until last night.  When my sewing machine broke.

Sigh.  I called a guy and I take it to him tomorrow morning.  The BBQ is really close to being done – maybe a quarter left to quilt and then binding.  A friend offered to lend me her machine and the quilters at church did the same.  I could take one of their machines home to use in the meantime if I wanted.  However, I didn’t take them up on their offer.  At least not tonight.

I’m not feeling super well.  The sluggish, chilled, not-myself kind of not well.  Maybe – just maybe – this not feeling super well is a sign of me running myself ragged.  Going, going, going.  Maybe – just maybe – I need a night to sit on the couch under a quilt that’s already complete, and just be.  Relax.  Breathe.  It’s been a very long time since I’ve done that.

[Or maybe the not feeling super well is just the beginning of really not feeling well and sickness will overtake me.  But let’s hope not.]

And so that’s where you’ll find me tonight.  Not ironing or quilting or cutting. But cuddling with Miss Mabel.  Chilling.  Sleeping.  The sewing [and Christmas cards. and cleaning. and laundry. and annual Thanksgiving day bake-off research.  and everything else.] will still be there tomorrow.  I’m going to let it wait until then.

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