The smell of fresh pine sawdust filled the air, with more floating up as I sanded the last rough corner of the stool. My toddler was happily sanding her own block off to the side. Woodworking was a new hobby I'd picked up. My old ones, coding, reading, writing, had
  • jadero@programming.dev
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    10 months ago

    Tension. Always tension. My mom had the same battles. My aunt never had trouble.

    I suspect that buying a new mid-grade machine or better from a reputable dealer is the secret. I’ve bought a couple of $50 used machines because I don’t want to spend 10 times that or more if it turns out that I’m not going to actually use it. I already do enough of that. 😀

    Go find a sewing club and get their advice. That’s what I’m doing the next time the bug bites.

    • waz@lemmy.world
      2·
      10 months ago

      Since my last comment, I learned that my local library has a few machines and a serger that you can reserve time on. I think that is going to be how I avoid buying my own for a while, and possibly a social setting I may learn from others.

      • jadero@programming.dev
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        10 months ago

        That sounds ideal. Machines that are mostly maintained by experienced people and a community to help you gain experience.