OMG you're good for 1st attempts. You're story sounded a lot like mine in the debut.. From Manitoba prairie flatland, threw myself into sewing on mothers old elna machine with disks that would break and go again.. Swearing wasn't a word in our house.. But one thing let to another.. while the boys my age were out cruising the town streets for girls and alchohol which at 28yrs landed them in hospital fighting for their life.. When my family now gives me issues, I go to my sewing studio and forget they were even born.. I've made huge inventories of children clothes to sell and quilts to donate.. Love it love it, I repair my clothes and 55+ now our body takes it's own direction so I can find/make my own.