Sewing machine update 3. Okay, so this is less of an update and more of a “see what I’m talking about?” Sue me. Just kidding. Don’t waste your time. I don’t have anything. Anything that’s not broken, that is.

July 12, 2012

Oh, I forgot to include this in the last post. Remember I said we took the sewing machine to the repair shop? Well, I got in the car (the car that Husband broke the other day when we went to the Dollar General Store and bought laundry detergent) and it looked like this:

So now to shift the car from “park” to “anything else,” you have to lift up some thingamjigger at the bottom of–well, it’s somewhere at the bottom of all that, to the right, toward the front, not really close to the gear stick itself at all, but attached to an arm that’s attached to something else that is attached to the gear stick. I was watching pretty closely as Husband finagled it and I’m pretty sure I won’t be driving this car ever again. And I sent this picture to Elder Son, and he was Not. Amused. At. All. and informed me that This Needed to Be Put Right. Those were his actual words. It made me laugh.



Oh, I gotta go–Husband says it’s time to TRY TO SEW AGAIN. Stay tuned.

PS If you see a random gray bar under the picture, ignore it. I guess my blog is broken, too, because the last few times I’ve put pictures on posts, the upload has not worked right in one way or another. I blame the damn update. What is it with updates, anyway? I thought updates were supposed to make things better, but y’all can plainly see that is rarely the case.

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elaine axten (@elaine4queen) July 16, 2012 at 5:01 am

NO ONE should have to see the insides of things except a qualified someone somewhere else!

i find innards disturbing!


This One Time at Art Camp July 16, 2012 at 10:20 am

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Whoah, sorry, I’m having flashbacks of my most recent ex husband. Everything electronic that we had was always in one state of disrepair or another because he was a tinkerer. Thankbabyjesus that I don’t have to walk into a room full of contraptions with guts showing because he decided to start (and never finish) a new ‘project’.
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