Facing my fears

My sweet husband bought me a serger for my birthday. It arrived about 2 weeks ago and it has been sitting in the box taunting me. Taunting I say. Because as much as I have been wanting one for forever, it scared the living crap out of me. Its big and has tons of thread and it has a knife!!! So I've put it off since the day I got it, though to be fair, I have been really busy, busier than normal.
Today I got off my heiney and opened it. I read the manual and read a book I bought about it. And I used it. Boy was I scared!!! But I used it and I think I'm a new woman. How did I ever live without it. It takes my flaws in cutting and gets rid of them!!! I am in love. What will my husband say? I think I will name it Serge-io. hahaha.
So why am I not serging right now? Why to rub it in all of my hypothetical readers' faces. And because *cough* Gilmore Girls is on.

So I will multi-task and cut the fabric for my son's quilt.

Which is also another fear of mine. Not the actual piecing together or even quilting, but cutting the fabric.
The red robot fabric will be the center squares of a log cabin pattern and the back. The black rocket fabric is for the strips in between each block. And then there's the blues and the greens (the other robot one-top right corner, I'm calling green.) But I'm going for it.

Dang, I think I've seen this episode.