April, 2005 – My new computer is in place, but with all the same kinks in its operation that I found when I began learning to use my shiny new sewing machine. Then, it was learning how to use the knee lift and how to unsnarl the threads when I forgot to clean the feed dogs. Now, I find myself accosted with smiling paper clips and a flashing screen that tells me what I have done wrong “this time.”
