I went to the sewing machine shop today to plonk down money for the Janome 6600 like a sane, reasonable person would. It was the wise choice. So many people have it and love it.
Then somehow I walked away having put down a deposit for this.What the hell happened?!?! Let me tell you it's a strange sensation when you want to do cartwheels and keel over at the same time.
My husband is of absolutely no help at keeping me in check. He's all "Get the Horizon honey", "You''ll be glad you did", "Just buy the big one". ENABLER. But, a very sweet enabler :)
So anyway, I have to wait a week to get my new baby. One week. One loooooooong week.
I've narrowed her name down to either Hilda or Hedwig. Their meanings pertain to war / battle. I think it's only fitting. My current machine's name is Gretel, which means pearl. My husband thinks I'm mad for naming my machines. I think he need to zip it.
So now... what does one do for a week when one is the most impatient person in the world ever?