Then, earlier this week, I was at the local quilt shop, watching the owner happily sewing a diaper bag, which had many layers of thick fabrics to negotiate. Her machine just flew right through them like they were butter. This brought back fond memories of the years I sewed on an industrial machine, which had the ability to crank out thousands of stitches per minute and buzz through multiple layers of thick fabrics without even skipping a stitch. I found my heart falling seriously in love with Kim's machine and spent one feverish night dreaming about it.
After researching the next morning, low and behold I found the newer version of her machine for a seriously marked down price. Yay!!! Guess who now lives with me? Here she is. I love her madly. I can free motion quilt at high speeds now. Oh...and allow me to share with you that the one provision I had to agree to with my DH before buying it was that I promised not to sew through my finger.
I can live with that.