A couple of nights ago I had a dream in which I had taken my Kenmore sewing machine and my serger to a high school or church (not sure which...it was neither the high school my kids attend nor my church) for some costume sewing and while I was away from the area my old beat up weighs-a-ton Kenmore disappeared- footpedal, accessories box, crumbling owners manual, the box of spare bobbins and carrying case all gone with it.
I couldn't believe it. The serger wasn't disturbed, buy my trusty old friend was gone.
I spent a good bit of the rest of the dream trying to find it, or find someone who knew what happened to it, but I woke up with out having located it.
I've been vaguely uneasy ever since. I have so much sewing I want to do, and I can. not. get. to. the. machine.
That's gonna HAVE to change.