
Bag o’ bobbins
These are the wrong kind for my sewing machine

These are the wrong kind for my sewing machine
This little genius has bolted out the front door right into the street twice now. Going out I have to pick him up, step out, turn around, toss him down the hall, and close the door before he can run back.
I’ve only used this Singer 5040 C once in the last decade, with the black I had left in it. I rethreaded today, and got my test scrap stuck half a dozen times before giving up. I looked up the manual to see if I was forgetting everything, but it doesn’t seem so.
I may not have gotten it posted before noon, but at least it was recorded this morning!
The Habitat for Humanity ReStore might still have a few pieces left.
The bottom section of one of the legs is stuck in that position. It wasn't very good at standing up on its own when it was new. But it's fine for holding up your laptop or tablet at a more comfortable angle to watch something in bed.
I think the E. coli ended up being the last thing Harpo brought me, but I have never had the heart to check.
Groucho and I both have appointments on the 22nd to figure out what’s going on with us and what to do about it.
It drives me crazy to think about how things could’ve been different if I had just left the stairwell alone until everything else was done instead of trying to get the hardest thing out of the way first. My brain is so broken.