You reap what you SEW

Recently, I've been considering revisiting an old nemesis of mine...
the SEWING MACHINE.

When I was a teenager, I distinctly recall a very painful summer where my mom attempted to teach me to sew. There were lots of tantrums and tears, and my mother patiently (or maybe there was sufficient yelling?) put up with it all. In the end, I think I ended up with a skirt... but I don't think I wore it very much.

In high school, I did take a Home Ec class for a semester. During the sewing portion, we busied ourselves with making thread webs around the desks and chairs and breaking all of the sewing machine needles in the room so we wouldn't have to work on our pillows. Our teacher was in her 60s and easily flustered.

In the end, I decided that sewing just wasn't my thing... it was too hard for me to wrap my head around reading patterns, and working with fabric inside out. Straight lines I could do, but anything else frustrated me too much.

Now I'm older, more patient, and more creative... and I've been dreaming lately about all of the things I could make by simply sewing straight lines (like these or those - I'll save so much $, mending, or even new curtains for the family room). Who knows - maybe I'll even do something crazy like attempt sewing with patterns again.

And, my husband has agreed that a sewing machine, in theory, is a great idea... but will I use it? Not only will the machine be a little bit of an investment, but I'll need some basic supplies, too. I have so many projects I want to complete before the baby comes. (I know my life doesn't end at that moment, but the copious amounts of free time I have now, will.)

So, what do you think??
Am I crazy, or will this just gather dust in the basement with the elliptical trainer?