(For the sake of historical accuracy, the following events actually took place on Friday, February 28th. It was Frigid Cold (FC) that day. I had computer problems and am just able to complete the post today when it is a balmy 20.3 outside)
Dear Readers. I am overwhelmed. I brought home all those sewing machine parts and stuff and it has me beat. I admit it. I made a mistake. What was I thinking? I have way too much stuff now.
Mom called today while I was in the shop. I admitted to her that I had too much stuff. There wasn't even a pregnant pause at the other end of the line. It was just plain silent. She had nothing to say.
This morning my intent was to make a concerted effort to organize the stuff. I was in the shop early, likely by 9 AM. Steven had started a fire so the shop was above 40. I dressed in the warmest clothes I could find and set to work. (The Polar Pig has returned. It is now 1.9 degrees outside)
First I pulled out my own stash of foot controllers and motors. I sorted through them and even trashed one motor and a light fixture. I just don't have the energy to delve into re-wiring an old Singer light. The keeper rings are a PITA. Out it went. A very old motor joined it. Oh, that felt GOOD!
Then I found a Singer motor that likely came off of an old Vibrating Shuttle (my Women's Health colleagues laugh when I talk about that particular model of machine). Or, maybe the motor came from a 66. I can't remember.
I looked at it and wondered. Is it worth re-wiring?
I opened it up.....
BUT, to distract myself even further, with the above motor recently disemboweled, and not yet repaired, I took this little antique foot controller apart.
However, when I saw the cracked piece, I feared the worst.
So my big organization effort for the day was hanging up all of the hand wheels. It got them off a shelf and out of the way, freeing up shelf space for another machine. (No I did not buy another. I simply put one from the floor, onto the shelf)