I'm trying to shake the notion that all cabinets with glass doors want to come and live here with me. I can admire this one from afar. However...
I did talk myself into getting a sewing machine.
I'll confess here and now that I haven't sewn more than the odd knee patch since the seventh grade. But isn't this a beauty?
Plus - the sellers are in Maine (yay), they refurbish and rewire vintage machines, and feedback from their customers is extremely positive.
I will add to my list of rationales until I am smiling at it in person. I'm even considering the possibility that my best pal's pregnancy has given me a vicarious nesting bug. Whatever. I love it.