Somewhat predictably, about 20 minutes after I wrote that last blog post, my boss rang. It’s back to work, and no more free time for me. My pre-washed fabric is folded on the ironing board, looking at me.
But it will mean that my bank balance is healthy enough that I can afford a new sewing machine. Now the serious decisions begin.
Do I get this one, or this one? I’m very proud of myself for narrowing the options down to two, but am having a really hard time deciding if I want a mechanical machine (more durable, simple and robust, but slightly fewer options) or a computerised machine (fancy buttonholes, loads of features I probably will never use).
The choice is just too hard.