So I managed to hold it together when I dropped my beloved Pfaff of at the sewing machine doctor.
But that was Saturday. Sunday’s are about the only day of the week I might not sew and today was busy with grocery shopping and other out and about errands, so I was o.k. today. But Monday morning is coming and Pfaff’s space on the table is empty but for some stray pins, lint, and loose threads. Ten years of Monday mornings and he has always been there, never failed me 😦
Hoping the repair man calls soon and saves me from crying and rocking myself in the corner. I may have to resort to cooking and cleaning, and that would be a tragedy!!