I haven't had a sewing room since I used Gabriela's nursery back in '99. We didn't even live in that house for a full year, so it was a brief privilege.
|Some nice family member unloaded a box and tossed some fabric onto the shelves for me to organize. Thank you, Person.|
When we first saw this house and walked upstairs, Craig took one look through the little French door and said, "Your sewing room!"
Have I already said that I'm really glad to be married to him??
When we moved in a few weeks ago, I began to despair of ever getting around to organizing my work space. There was such a huge mess, and we've had so much fun visiting with relatives and helping out where Craig works, that it's taken a WHILE to get to it.
I've tackled it in stages, and it's coming together.
Wait a minute! How'd SHE get in there before me?!
Don't try to look all innocent!
The story continues in a future post...