Because poor Bertha's in the shop. Just like many other sewists out there I really drag my heels on taking the machines in for a tune-up. Mostly because I don't like down time. What if I get inspired? What if I have to complete an emergency set of coasters? I know, you think I'm crazy. But I also hesitate to take in the machines until the very last moment of "I can't fix this, argggh!" because just like people who avoid the doctor's office, sometimes I fear taking in the machine risks getting something broken. Why yes, yes I am paranoid.
For the last couple of months I've been fiddling with the tension on this machine and despite taking it apart (shhhhh, don't tell my sewing machine repair guy) I finally gave up last night and took her in today for what should be a spa cleaning and taking her back to factory specs. I hope she enjoys it since the first time I had a spa day was this year at the ripe old age of 32. She's only three and getting a pretty nice treat. I expect to have a super smooth stitch from her when she gets back and in the meantime I've taken over the kids' machine - my starter machine. Replacement machine is more Betty than Veronica so she's giving me no grief at all.