So while my husband over at The Lost Astronomer continues to blog about IVF and what we’ve been up to so far. Large amounts of paperwork and many, many tests. I’m going off topic.
While my husband has been closed up in our study/spare room/everything random we own room/even more books room (it’s multipurpose OK, don’t judge the poor rooms lack of identity) studying for his Physics and Maths degree I’ve been busy trying to bring SOME order to the chaos. I succeeded (at least enough that I didn’t feel guilty playing with my new toy). My Mum a.k.a. Sion Corn (Welsh for Father Christmas) as she still likes to be known, bought me a sewing machine for Christmas.
Now sewing is a new skill for me, I attended a local sewing class between about September and December last year. I managed using the teachers sewing machine to create a surprisingly pretty skirt, which I have yet to wear. I don’t really do skirts at the best of times and definitely not when it’s cold. I also did a quilt out of a bunch of old t-shirts. So after succeeding at these two items I decided that I’d bite the bullet and ask old Sion Corn for my very own machine.
And here it is…
It seems to be fairly straightforward to use and I’m going to attempt to practice whenever we’re actually home for the weekend. I’m going to leave off the lessons and see if I can teach myself to make things, now that I have the basics. I taught myself to crochet completely from scratch, I’m semi-confident I can teach myself to make things without the supervision of a teacher… Maybe.
Wish me luck… I may need it.