I was going to show you my work in progress for Wednesday.
I was.....until my sewing machine broke down.
I guess you can still see my bits and pieces, all lined up waiting to be joined into blocks, but I wanted to show you the blocks NOT the bits and pieces.
Maybe she is trying to tell me something.
Have I been neglecting her? Have I not been using her enough? Is it that she still doesn't have a name after ummmm four years?
Anyway, she made a high pitched squealing noise and turned herself on and off and on and off. I fiddled with her plug, it got worse. I tried to sew anyway (you know: ignore it and it will go away), it got worse. Her screen went blank, I got scared so I turned her off for good and off she goes to the shop.
She just wanted a holiday!
(She could have just told me, no need for theatrics.)