After a day of general malaise induced by spinning-frustration, I dove into a variety of distractions. The sewing machine came back up from the basement. Sewing books went back on hold at the library. I found out what a felled seam was, and didn't even know I needed to know.
See that? It's a buttonhole. Buttonholes are, apparently, quite hard to photograph but ridiculously easy to sew on my machine (A Huskystar C10). At least, once you find the manual. Now I want to put buttonholes in everything. I've put them in all my project bags, so I can run a ribbon through them for closure. Next up? Grommets. Once I find my grommet-pusher-thingie.
I also rearranged the living room furniture and scrubbed out the utterly disgusting fireplace. It had a ridiculous amount of soot in it for not having been used for years before we moved in. I spent much of yesterday engrossed in HGTV activities.
But you know what? I still don't have a wheel.