Waiting For My Foot

How is it I have an expensive sewing machine? It was given to me by my mother. I would never buy a machine that cost as much as this one did. It's fancy. It embroiders. It has a gazillion stitches. It has all the extras quilters want--needle stopping down, a knee lever that lifts the presser foot so I can keep my hands on the quilt. So many things.

So why can't I seem to bond with it? And funny enough I don't think my mother did either. I think she pieced her quilts on this machine, but did most of her sewing and embroidery on her Janome and serger.

I am trying though. I have been doing all my straight stitch quilting on it with the walking foot and have no complaints there. I can't seem to free motion quilt well on it though. One problem is the machine is sitting on my work table not in it. I like my sewing machines to be flush in a cabinet. I have only used a free arm once in my life--old machines didn't do this and that's how I learned to sew.

I'll keep trying with this machine. I think our relationship at this point is cordial. It might warm up by the end of the week.