The beginning

I received a sewing machine as a present (one that I requested, actually) four years ago...and I have never opened the box.  It sits in the corner of the guest room, mocking me, since I had high aspirations upon asking for it but really have no idea how to use it.  After being continually harassed by my significant other for the past four years, I saw our local parks & recreation department is offering a sewing class for a few weeks so I have signed up.  We will see how this works out.  I am hoping for the best; at least, I am hoping that I can alter the hems of clothes by the time I finish the class.

 My nemesis