I Am Spartacus.

 

Yesterday I was home on a day off from work.  Which was a miracle.  Actually, it wasn’t exactly.  I was supposed to work this Saturday and so my boss asked me to take a day off in the week in lieu.  (Which actually has worked out well for me, because the job for Saturday got cancelled so now I have that day off too.)    Still, I was free.  FREE!

My original plan to use up this unaccustomed time alone was to start drafting a t-shirt block from my newly acquired, de rigueur book "Design-it-yourself Clothes" by Cal Patch.  But when I got home from taking the kids to school (and getting a desperately needed haircut), I looked around at my sewing room and with heart-sinking realization decided that this space was totally and completely unusable in it's existing state of disaster-zone chic.

To be completely honest, I've been putting off rearranging and resorting in the whole sewing-related area for... well, let's just say "a while" and leave it at that.  The problem with this mess, besides making it difficult for my easily-diverted mind to work properly, is that the sewing room is visible from the living room, which is where we spend about 95% of our time.  Yuck.

So instead of sewing something for myself (yet again), I decided to Clean Up:  I picked up the tottering piles of miscellaneous fabric, the unfathomable stacks of altered patterns and pattern envelopes, the mountains of arbitrary pattern magazines and the herd-like mass of half-empty thread spools that careened around every available space.  I cleaned out and rearranged three separate closets to facilitate this Great Sewing Room Revolution.  I was unstoppable.  I moved shelves.  I refolded and reorganized fabric.  I destroyed whole families of dust bunnies.   It took six hours.

And you know what?  Not only do I have a crisp, clear, organized new space to work in, I now have a whole shelf of unused fabric space!  A WHOLE SHELF!

This means I get to buy fabric, right?  It’s like war booty.