or How many sewing machines have I owned...and wore out? First there was my mother's machine. I gave it quite a work out and it is still my favorite to date. An old brown Singer that was quite the workhorse, sewing through blue jeans and wedding gowns with ease. Next came the JC Penney machine that my Mom and Dad bought for me for graduation, nice machine, lots of fancy stitches, great buttonholer, would not sew through a pair of jeans though.
That machine wore out somewhere in the late 80's. It finally was not going to sew any more play clothes, Easter dresses, or Halloween costumes.
Then came another Singer, not a very expensive one, times were a little tougher and a basic machine was all I could afford. That one finally gave up a few years ago and dear hubby bought a nice Brother machine for me. Lots of fancy digital stitches, a really easy buttonholer and of course, it would not sew through denim.
And then the killer, my Mom gave away her machine!!!! That old brown Singer went to someone that needed a machine. I know it is selfish, but I really could have used that machine...and so the quest began. Find a nice old brown Singer.
A couple of years ago, I found this one. It was at a yard sale. John found it. He pointed at it and mentioned across several rows of tables, "Is this the sewing machine that you are looking for?" He claims that I would have got a better deal if I had not leaped across the tables for it. It is hard to negotiate a price when you are fist bumping everyone and yelling "WOOHOO!"
Now it did not get to this state easily. The machine was $20. It sat in the closet only to be brought out when my muscles needed a workout. Then, a few weeks ago I went on a sewing machine buying spree. I bought the machine at the bottom of this post for $10 stand and all with a guarantee that it worked....NOT! It did not even come close to working, then in the middle of some night, I woke up and thought that maybe, just maybe the old brown singer would fit in that stand....and voila! After two screwdrivers and some pinched fingers, here it is!