For the last two days, I have been practicing on the long arm. It is long past time for me to learn to be friends with it or sell it. It's ridiculous for me to have an expensive piece of equipment just sit around and gather dust. On top of that I feel guilty every time I look at it!
Yesterday I gathered up my courage, loaded up a baby quilt and began to practice.
It did not go very well....
I was seeing good stitches mixed in with some terrible ones.
I would get frustrated and have to walk away.
I would come back to pick out all the stitching and try again.
There may or may not have been a few tears.
Today I was going to give it one more last try and if it didn't go well, I was going to put it on Craigslist and get rid of it.
And, it did not go well.
Stick a fork in me, I was done.
When Russ got home from work, he asked me if I wouldn't mind helping him load up the frame with some scrap fabric so he could play with it. I got it loaded for him and threaded the machine while he studied the bobbin. He asked if he could tighten it. I was nervous, but told him it was okay. It already wasn't working right so it couldn't get worse. He gave it a slight twist and popped it into the machine.
"Give it a try, hon, and let's see what happens."
The clouds parted and the angels sang.....
|Front of quilt|
It worked perfectly! I didn't have one single problem!
The bobbin ran out and I put in a new one.
Still no problems!
|Back of quilt|
I reloaded the baby quilt and I finished the quilting I began yesterday.
I had zero problems with my long arm.
I do believe I will be keeping her after all....