I think my sewing machine hates me.

Last year I was already planning my new garb and was going to have my new set done before the Janesville faire this year. When Jeremy joined the Duck I still planned on having my new set done for Janesville, and his set too. I had plenty of time and it would have been doable (I'm quite sure). But my sewing machine had to go and die for a while. After several weeks my Dad got the sewing machine working again, and I knew I didn't have time to finish my new garb for Janesville, but I was hoping to at least be able to finish Jeremy's garb (all he really needed was a doublet, shirt and hat. His venetians were done).
I started drafting and trying to fit his doublet the other day, but numerous problems arose. First, I decided I had no idea what I was doing and was running out of time to figure it out and I was getting rather frustrated. So, I set the doublet aside and decided to work on a shirt for him. I didn't get very far before my sewing machine died. Again. I fiddled with it for a while and thought I had it working, but the needle seems to be hitting something now. When I lower the needle by hand, using the wheel on the side, the needle goes up and down without hitting anything, but the whole bobbin case seems to be moving and making a loud "thunk" with each turn. I gave up and asked my cousin if I could borrow her sewing machine. It's very tiny, but I was hoping to at least finish a shirt with it. I brought the machine in and got it all ready, and I started sewing. The needle kept coming unthreaded, though. I tried tying the needle thread with the bobbin thread, but it still came unthreaded somehow. I tried holding the end of the thread, and I had about an inch of stitching done, so I let go of the thread. The needle came unthreaded. I don't understand how on earth it was happening! It was ridiculous. There wasn't a crack or a break in the needle. It's a complete mystery to me.
So, being very baffled and very frustrated I tried calling my Dad's cousin, Bonnie, to ask if she has a sewing machine I can borrow. She didn't, but she said she's going garage sale-ing soon and she'll keep an eye out for me.
I called my cousin (well, cousin-in-law) Mary next, and I was absolutely ecstatic when she said that yes, she does have a machine and she'll let me borrow it. She even offered to bring it over to me. I was so thankful! So, now I have a borrowed machine and can at least finish a shirt for each of us (Jeremy, Luke, and I) for Janesville. I don't know how long I can borrow the machine, though.

To think, all I have time to make now is a few shirts, when just a couple months ago I was supposed to have two entire sets of garb done by now!
What a shame.