After taking Bailey down to a repair place I know, she is working just fine now. Thank the Lord. Apparently, one of her gears had shifted out of place. As soon as I got her home, I put her back on the frame and threaded her up-stitches a few inches and somehting went bang...again!
I was standing there nearly in tears when Shara came into the room. Then I discovered it was just a broken needle. After I fixed that, she ran fine. I finished one quilt and started on another. It took me awhile to relax with my stitching, kind of gun shy now. I've also determined that I have to slow down, not drive Bailey so hard. My dear partner hung a sign above the quilting frma to remind me to slow down-it's very cute.