Dialogue With My Sewing Machine

Below is a writing exercise assigned by the instructor of an online creative writing course I'm taking. It seemed like a fun exercise at the time, but maybe it's just silly.

Me: I really should put you back in the cabinet.

Sewing Machine: Why? I couldn’t see anything in there.

Me: But you are taking up space that I could use for something else.

SM: So what? This cabinet top is a mess anyway.

Me: I know. But if I put you away, I could straighten it up.

SM: You know what’s here; you don’t need, and probably won’t, get it in any sort of order,

Me: You’re right. But Den thinks you look messy. Besides, if I put you away, you will stay cleaner.

SM: I’m not so sure that would happen. What about all the dog hair flying around? It would just catch in my parts and never get dusted off. At least now there’s a slight chance I’ll get wiped down every couple of weeks. Now I have a question for you – why don’t you ever use me anymore?

Me: No time.

SM: You could make time. You’re making time for this course; you make time to knit. Why can’t you make time to sew?

Me: I don’t know. I used to sew a lot.

SM: I know. We made lots of things together; I bet we could again.

Me: But I was never very good. Well, maybe the down vests and jacket were good, but those were kits. I don’t really know how to sew very well.

SM: And you never will if you don’t practice. Think about it.