When we remodeled our house, we turned the carport into a room. We use the door onto the driveway as our main entrance. Everything that we didn't know where else to put it, went in there. It never has been totally cleared up and put away. Sad, isn't it. We put in a nice table to be able to work on various crafts that has never been used for ANY crafts yet. Well, except the storing of said crafts.
Now, I'm a life long crafter and I got my first sewing machine while in my teens. I've collected and I've inherited, and I've treasured, so I have a BUNCH of crafting stuff. Most of my sewing over the past couple of years has been done other places, though. I've packed up and gone to Roxanne's and to Arts & Sciences for SCA, and my crafting space at home just got more and more chaotic, until I really couldn't use it very well. That made me sad. And uncomfortable.
I did something about it. I organized. I bought some new tubs, and filled them with fabric that has been sitting around in piles (I'm a pile person, I admit it). I actually (gasp!) threw some away (long past time, people, long past time). I gathered up the things that I had been collecting to donate, and I donated them. I moved the shelves and dusted and swept. (and swept... and swept...)
Then, today, I sewed. It felt lovely. Oh yeah, and I took pictures.
|This IS the after picture...|
|Chaos, I admit it, but LESS chaos|
|You can almost see the green paisley pattern to the fabric.|