Posted on | August 6, 2010 | 21 Comments
I’ve been waiting all week to see if I had a tale of joy or a tale of woe to share.
Last Friday, I bought a 1951 Singer 15-91 from a guy off Craigslist. Brought it home, read the manual thoroughly, gave it a good oiling and sewed happily for about two hours. Then the machine started slowing down.
Our resident mechanic couldn’t figure out what was wrong, so I bought engine lubricant from the nicest man at Eastwood Sewing Center (I was SO happy I didn’t have to drive 30 minutes to a big box store for a $4 tube of lubricant!). Anyway. The lubricant didn’t work. The machine would sew fine for about five inches, then gradually slow to a crawl. I tried a few remedies from on-line sources but was afraid I’d blow the motor if I continued, so Monday I took it to the sewing center for servicing. It came back to me a new machine.
This was SB’s view last night.
We go through a lot of paper at the office, and I’ve started saving paper that would normally be thrown away (I have TRIED to get them to adopt a recycling program – they’re not interested), and cut the paper down to 6″ squares which I then sew strips to.
This is an idea of what the squares will look like. Tonight’s cutting night – I get to trim the edges of all the squares I made last night (close to a dozen, I bet, I was on a tear!) and cut more strips of fabric for sewing this weekend.
I can’t tell you how happy I am to have a working sewing machine. A co-worker gave me a hand-me-down Brother that I couldn’t get to work (computer error code), which would cost $65 just to have someone LOOK at it, or $150 to buy a new one. I returned it to her. A good good friend offered his mom’s old Singer to me MONTHS ago and I reminded him of his offer, but he’s busy and hasn’t had time to dig the machine out from under a pile of stuff from his mom’s house. I didn’t want to pressure him (he has all this stuff because his mom passed away and he may not be ready to deal with going through it) so I bought this one. If her old Singer makes its way to me, I’ll take it and love it and one of them will go live with my daughter because I really believe that every home should have a sewing machine, and if it’s an antique, all the better. These old machines don’t quit because of a computer error code. You can figure out how they work – they’re brilliant in their simplicity. They were made in a time when a sewing machine was as much of a household necessity as a refrigerator (excuse me – ice box), before the advent of the throw-away society. I’d rather pay more money for something I know will last, rather than less money on something that’s manufactured with the idea that it won’t last more than a few years. Call me crazy.
The happiest part of my “new” machine are the felt pads Mr. Eastwood Sewing Center put on the machine. I had forgotten that the old machines had them and they make me happy just to look at them. I learned to sew on an antique treadle Singer – so those red felt pads bring back a lot of good memories for me.
Never fear, fiber friends – I am still knitting! I have NOT lost the love of the knit! I’m 8 stitches away from finishing a pair of socks, I’m steadily working on the strips for my MIL’s blanket (although really, not very steadily), and I’ve cast on for Kaino! I’ve also spun 2 ounces of the fiber I got from Miss Babs last week! So, bear with me on this quilting kick and I promise fluffier fiber soon! (although, it’s really all fiber, isn’t it?) Have a great weekend!