…….then my quilting machine is my therapist. And what a great therapist she is, always there waiting for me. So quick to listen and such a very hard worker. But even she needs some upkeep. I have been putting off replacing the needle bar for quite some time. I mean, let’s face it, a needle bar just sounds kinda scary. I had tried convincing my husband that he should do it for me. But since that wasn’t going anywhere, I decided to do it myself. I printed off the directions and after reading them, I thought wow, I don’t know if I can do this. But I had put it off long enough and I had to get it done.
The old needle bar and the new one.
After putting her back together again, I held my breathe and took the first couple of stitches. She did great!
I had envisioned all sorts of problems that I would run into, but none of them materialized.
Now that I have done it, I realize that it isn’t a big deal at all!