As a result, while I can cook the basics, I hate it & DH does most of the cooking. I can sew on a button by hand (though it's not pretty) but that's it.
So, my parents for some unGodly reason were really excited & proud to get me a sewing machine last year. (WTH?!). I've never touched it...until today.
My 3 boys needed new scout shirts & I need to sew on their new patches. So, I thought, "Hey! I'll use the sewing machine!". Worst. Idea. Ever.
Now, I am an intelligent woman who works in the technology field. Everyone comes to me to fix their computers, set up their wifi, their TV & surround sound, etc. I'm also the one who puts together any put-together furniture we've ever gotten. I'm not stupid & I can read directions.
Or so I thought.
I needed to thread my machine. I followed the unclear directions & emulated the black & white crappy drawings. And NOTHING WORKS. I can't thread the damn machine. The foot pedal WAS working & now it isn't. I'll admit after an hour I flew into quite a rage...good thing no one is home.
So, here I sit. Angry. A total loser who can't even thread a damn sewing machine.
I need a bath. Or a drink. Or both.