This morning after I dropped the kids off at school, I had to make the call. "Hello Otto, may I drop my precious baby off at your Bernina health spa?". "Of course Tara, bring her in as soon as you're ready" he replied.
I needed to finish up quilting Janine's quilt, and then it was go-time. I bundled Bernie up and delivered her to salvation. Please understand, she's not sick or anything. I just know that it's been 14 months since she's had her last grease and lube, and you all know how hard I work that poor girl, so she was due for some 'me time'. "Is next week okay?" Otto asked. "Do you think maybe this weekend?" I countered, knowing full well that I'd be in withdrawal before I got out the door. "Sure, I'll give you a call" he replied.
Well, you know I wouldn't make it through the day without doing some sewing, so this afternoon I broke out my precious pretty baby, my Featherweight. She's my 'working' one. My other one is on display in the lounge - you know, reclining and being generally gorgeous. I need to use this little honey more often, I know this because every time I thread her, I have to break out the manual!
I got a little stitching done, and then at around 5pm I got a call - it was our Bernina God, Otto. "I decided to do your machine straight away - it's ready now if it's not too late for you to come get it" he said. Well, I decided not to risk breaking land speed records, and I'll go get it in the morning. Ohhh my goodness, Otto is my new best friend. I wonder if he sensed my desperation and noticed my shoulders slump as I went out the door ... He's quite a man :-)