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My Itch for the Stitch

So I did it.  I found a great deal on a sewing machine online and ordered it.

Basically it was a $500 sewing machine only used once that I won on eBay for $150.

I eagerly waited a week for it's arrival.

It has everything I wanted and more.  Including the ability to stitch in 9 different languages.  More of a sewing machine then I ever imagined, but the possibilities were endless.  I haven't sew anything more than a pillow, and I haven't even done that in over 10 years.  But if I am going to try this whole sewing thing out, I was going to do it right.  

When it finally arrived, I knew something was wrong before I even opened the box.  The box was flimsy and very beaten up for it's trip from Minnesota.  Literally, the seller placed the machine in an over-sized-crap-of -a-box.  Threw in a few pieces of foam, a single page of newspaper crinkled up, and a piece of plastic.  Wow.  Thanks.  

When I pulled it out, I saw that all the accessories were laying in the bottom of the box.  Not even in a baggie. Little pieces just rolling around.  And in the corner of the box was a small hole where I can only guess that some of the accessories fell out.  

Then I inspected the machine.  As I anticipated when I saw the box, the actual machine was cracked and broken.  The insides were obviously bent, and the machine--useless.

I was so disappointed.  So back in it's crap box it went, and I shipped it back for a refund.  And instead of getting a great machine for a great price, I am out $17 for shipping it back.  

Discouraged, I decided I was just going to go and buy one at the store.  But Ian found me yet another not-as-good-deal-but-still-great-deal on a different machine, which he proceeded to order.  This one is from a company and it is brand new in the box, so we shouldn't have the shipping issues as last time.  But now I am just waiting for it to arrive.  It doesn't have near the features as the last one, but is still digital like I had wanted and also threads itself which was a biggie for me.  I am a little worried because it has received less than stellar reviews online.  But I am just starting to think that people who sew are perfectionist and have very high expectations of a sewing machine.  Having not touched a machine in 10 years besides the crap, cracked one that was shipped from me--my expectations are pretty low.  As long as it sews, we will be in good shape.  I am a long way from doing anything fancy and crazy--so it should be more than enough of a machine for me.  

And the waiting continues....


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