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replied to your post “Welp. Just spent an hour painstakingly rethreading the serger. Didn’t…”
what’s wrong with the “cheater” method of rethreading?
Well, my only theory as to why the thing wasn’t working was that it wasn’t properly threaded. So the first thing I did was pop it open and look to see if anything was obviously wrong. Since nothing seemed wrong, but it still didn’t work, I pulled all the thread out and rethreaded it from scratch, figuring that it was still wrong, just not obviously. (And while I was rethreading it anyway, I switched colors of thread.)
Apart from that, I got nothing. The thread’s the most common thing to go wrong; usually when the thing’s not working, it’s because some arcane mechanism in one of the loopers is misthreaded. Having eliminated any possibility of that by starting fresh, even though doing so was a massive pain in the tit, I’m now left pretty stumped.
I mean. What other parts are there? Upper looper, lower looper, left needle, right needle. Apart from that it has the trimmer blades. I don’t know how those work or how to replace them. You generally don’t. I feel like they couldn’t be making the stitch not work. And I checked all the tension dials, they were where I’d left them; I tried turning the stitch length dial, and it’s where it was. I don’t think there are any other adjustments to try.
I need to summon vast amounts more of patience and unthread and re-thread it yet again, and try to figure out where I’m going wrong, because I don’t have anything else to try.
It’s just hard, because my leisure time is so incredibly rare, and now I’m at the end of four days off in a row, which I haven’t had in more than a year, and I have nothing to show for it but an even bigger mess in my sewing room, and no completed projects. I really wanted to finish something, it’s such a big way of feeling good about my pathetic efforts at life. But I could easily spend the entire rest of today just trying to get that fucking serger working, and when’s the next time I have any days off? I don’t even know when. (Next week my older sister is coming to visit from Georgia, and there will be two weeks of family obligations, and then the farm kicks into high gear and i will be spending most of my time there until September.)
This is all I got done last night: I read an ebook and hand-sewed the rest of the fucking seam. But to finish this garment, I have another, mm, six seams to sew. Which would be fifteen minutes on the serger if I took my sweet time (and it worked), but will be four hours of handsewing.
I also got a text from my sister; they’re slaughtering chickens again today, and i had said I wouldn’t be able to make it, since I have other sister visiting next week, so I have to have those two weeks off; I’d already booked today off, and Monday, but I decided not to kill myself driving out there on Saturday or Sunday, and having to slaughter all morning, package all afternoon, and drive straight back in the same evening so I could go to work tomorrow. It’s extremely indulgent of me to take days off and not go anywhere, and this was just an unimaginable luxury– and I have nothing to show for it. The house is only fractionally cleaner, and less well-organized than it was, because I dug stuff out to finally sew it, and haven’t.
replied to your post “Welp. Just spent an hour painstakingly rethreading the serger. Didn’t…”
what’s wrong with the “cheater” method of rethreading?
Well, my only theory as to why the thing wasn’t working was that it wasn’t properly threaded. So the first thing I did was pop it open and look to see if anything was obviously wrong. Since nothing seemed wrong, but it still didn’t work, I pulled all the thread out and rethreaded it from scratch, figuring that it was still wrong, just not obviously. (And while I was rethreading it anyway, I switched colors of thread.)
Apart from that, I got nothing. The thread’s the most common thing to go wrong; usually when the thing’s not working, it’s because some arcane mechanism in one of the loopers is misthreaded. Having eliminated any possibility of that by starting fresh, even though doing so was a massive pain in the tit, I’m now left pretty stumped.
I mean. What other parts are there? Upper looper, lower looper, left needle, right needle. Apart from that it has the trimmer blades. I don’t know how those work or how to replace them. You generally don’t. I feel like they couldn’t be making the stitch not work. And I checked all the tension dials, they were where I’d left them; I tried turning the stitch length dial, and it’s where it was. I don’t think there are any other adjustments to try.
I need to summon vast amounts more of patience and unthread and re-thread it yet again, and try to figure out where I’m going wrong, because I don’t have anything else to try.
It’s just hard, because my leisure time is so incredibly rare, and now I’m at the end of four days off in a row, which I haven’t had in more than a year, and I have nothing to show for it but an even bigger mess in my sewing room, and no completed projects. I really wanted to finish something, it’s such a big way of feeling good about my pathetic efforts at life. But I could easily spend the entire rest of today just trying to get that fucking serger working, and when’s the next time I have any days off? I don’t even know when. (Next week my older sister is coming to visit from Georgia, and there will be two weeks of family obligations, and then the farm kicks into high gear and i will be spending most of my time there until September.)
This is all I got done last night: I read an ebook and hand-sewed the rest of the fucking seam. But to finish this garment, I have another, mm, six seams to sew. Which would be fifteen minutes on the serger if I took my sweet time (and it worked), but will be four hours of handsewing.
I also got a text from my sister; they’re slaughtering chickens again today, and i had said I wouldn’t be able to make it, since I have other sister visiting next week, so I have to have those two weeks off; I’d already booked today off, and Monday, but I decided not to kill myself driving out there on Saturday or Sunday, and having to slaughter all morning, package all afternoon, and drive straight back in the same evening so I could go to work tomorrow. It’s extremely indulgent of me to take days off and not go anywhere, and this was just an unimaginable luxury– and I have nothing to show for it. The house is only fractionally cleaner, and less well-organized than it was, because I dug stuff out to finally sew it, and haven’t.
