I am seriously getting discouraged with this whole sewing thing. I was this close to throwing the bobbin and the bobbin case out the window this morning. The only thing stopping me was that there is a massive snow storm (oh yeah, another thing that has me super cheery today...) and I didn't want to get cold, since the room was nice and toasty. So instead, I threw them on the carpet and stormed out of the room.
The thing about it, is that it's not my ineptitude that is causing the problem, it's that the machine won't wind a bobbin. (I am a little bit proud of myself for knowing what a bobbin is now). So even if I can eventually get it to wind a bit, it's all uneven, and then I can't sew because the whole thing falls apart underneath, and I have to start all over again. And every time I have to start again, my frustration level rises until I eventually had a Chernobyl-like breakdown and stormed downstairs. I didn't even get to sew 1 crooked stitch (which WOULD be due to my ineptitude...apparently sewing straight is not something I possess in my skill set). Hubby has wisely not said anything and is upstairs hiding until he judges it to be safe to come down.
I did start on my dress, and definitely realized I am in over my head, but I know that I will try and finish it, even if it looks hideous. I thought I might try and sew a simple flannel blanket for Baby, since it is really very easy (just stitch in a straight-ish line 4 times), and would give me some practice for the dress. Well, I haven't even been able to get past pinning the blanket because of the machine, and so I am in severe danger of giving up. I am the type of person who needs to have some successes if I am to continue doing something. Having nothing but failures is very dangerous, and leads to me getting so upset I never pick it up again. Which is very common, and most likely why I have absolutely no hobbies. It is not feasible that I can do things well on the first try, but if I can't, then I quit. Sigh...
Anyway, I looked online and it seems that you can purchase a bobbin-winder device for a rather small fee. So once the condo people dig us out of our house, I will head into the Large Store of Insanity (i.e. Wal-Mart) and pick one up and try again. At least that is the plan.
So now I am sitting here fuming at an inanimate object. And I can't even go for a walk to clear my head because I don't own snowshoes. Perhaps I should go and bake something. At least I know I am pretty decent at that, plus it has the added bonus of me getting to devour whatever sweet deliciousness that results to ease my pain.
I will most likely make this: Pioneer Woman's Raspberry Crisp (delicious, but still slightly "healthy")
But I wish I could make this: How Sweet Eats' Peanut Butter Cup Chocolate Cake
(Stupid snowstorm is keeping me from getting the required ingredients...)
Also, I wish I could finish a nice bottle of red wine as well, but I guess that is not the best thing for a preggo to be doing these days...