So, in the interest of not doing anything product—I mean, in the interest of providing vital, useful information to you, I decided to take some photos of the sewing room/office. My husband, who was sitting in the adjacent living room watching a rugby match, appeared to come to the conclusion that I finally lost what little was left of my sanity. “You think people want to see that you cleaned up??”. No, I don’t. But pictures I did take. Vastly interesting, right? Exactly.
Of course, the real reason I didn’t do a picture when I posted about my miraculous day off, is that while this room most definitely is an improvement on it’s former state, it’s still what most normal people would call, well, “a teensy bit messy looking”. Whatever. You have to take what you can get in our house and this is what you can get. The fact that four people (and I’m the most tidy of the bunch) use this office space for “work” (i.e. messing around with junk) makes it a bit overwhelming to keep more than nominally straightened.
And just to make you feel much much better about yourselves, here are pictures of my fabric habit—I mean, collection. You can’t see all of it in the corner of the closet (it extends another “pile width” behind the wall), but I think you get the idea. The other image is the Fabric Cube which you see covered in the right corner of the room. I have 2.5 shelves open in that cube and a “pile slot” open in the closet shelves.
Even I can’t quite justify filling those up. This is truly ridiculous. I guess there’s nothing like the cold hard truth of photos to make you accept the grim reality. And so on that note, I guess I’d better get back to my t-shirt drafting now that I have finally measured every conceivable part of my body. Oh, the humanity.
EDIT: The reason we have this lovely dedicated space is that we force TLo and The Big One to share a bedroom at the back of the house. Saying that, it’s the largest bedroom of the three we have and they have bunk beds, so it gives them a lot of space to play. Which of course they almost never use, since that would require, you know, being in a different room than us. Still, in order to facilitate the office/sewing area, my husband and I took the smallest bedroom (which isn’t unreasonably small, it’s not like a cell or anything) and agreed that I could have this space. Well, of course by “agree” I mean that I said to him when we moved in “The girls have the big room, we have the small room, the front room is the office.” To which he replied, “Uh. Ok.” And yes this house has great natural light in all but the back bedroom, because natural light is at the very top of my “must have” list in a house. I’m pretty inflexible on that point. Makes for a toasting hot house in the summer, though, and it wreaks havoc on the fabric if it sits out (hence the covered Fabric Cube). There, you now know WAY more about someone else’s home than you ever wanted to. I’m quite proud of you for reading all this. You get a gold star!