Before I could start any sewing on the weekender, I spent several days cutting fabric. I did not like it. With sewing you can rip, with cutting there's no pretty fix. I like a backup. I also was attacked by a rotary cutter! Look what it did to my foot! I know, rotary cutters attack in the strangest places! I figured the old sewing machine could use a little sprucing up before embarking on the hard core sewing portion of the WB. I gave her a fine oil treatment - the first in probably five years - and scraped out some of the thread fiber buildup. So, she was good as new, but without a proper home. I've always sewn on either my kitchen table (which was never in the kitchen), the floor (up until I broke my machine at least) or on my dad's drafting table (currently sitting in my parents' basement. For the first time ever we have a kitchen big enough to house our table and I think it's gross sewing in the kitchen. I don't really even want to walk barefoot in there,our...