Tue, 08 Oct 2019 16:49:12 GMT

Years of battle have ended, as I discoverd that the weird flat triangle thingie coming with my sewing machine was in fact the cleverly camouflaged screwdriver for adjusting the thread tension on the bobbin.

For years, that sewing machine has been collecting dust in a wardrobe, waiting for the day it's less than three hours away from a repairman. For years, it's been occasionally taken out just to establish that yup, thread tension still fucked up and since nothing helps with the wheel, it's gotta be the lower thread.

Years of messed up stitching, of not getting to repair things or only repairing them at my mum's, of the quiet annoyance of a broken tool that I might've used more often if it just wasn't broken, and I was ten minutes away from resigning and planning a new trip to the shop that very strongly hinted that laymen shouldn't be diagnosing their own machines and when was it last on a service and who told you it was the lower thread -

and it was a two-second adjustment, and it runs like a wonder.

If you wonder: This week's project is to repurpose a washed-out duvet cover into reusable pantyliners. And part of the reason not going to the shop was the price I paid for a pair of fabric scissors and snap-on buttons, while listening to the owner repairing someone else's machine and lecturing an audience about letting other people borrow your sewing machines. Sure, the problem isn't that the machines are thrash, it's just that the mechanics are too sensitive to strange people's aura, I guess.

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