Sewing Room

Room 1I love the other side, don’t you? The grass seems to always be greener there! You have babies, you want them to be big. They get big, you want them to be babies. You have a sewing room, but you want to move your stuff to the living room so you can get more done. You do that and don’t realize how good you had it until you come across pictures of your sewing room the way it used to be. Alright, maybe that last one’s just me, but that’s what happened to me this morning as I was looking through my pictures trying to decide on the post for the day. I came across a set of what was meant to be “before” pictures for a post on organizing craft spaces.

I’m glad to have my epuipment in a more accessible space, but these pictures make me long for the cohesion I once had. Everything was in one spot! That was nice. Now I cut, sew, and iron in my living room, but have to run upstairs for fabric and pattern making supplies. Oh well, there’s always a trade-off, but here’s to reminiscing of days gone by:

Room 1

Room 2

This used to really drive me crazy, but it’s pretty inevitable on any flat space, isn’t it? I’ve gotten much better about not piling stuff on top of my cutting table and leaving it there now that I work right in our main living space. The downside? My daughters now use it to pile backpacks, coats, scarves, toys-and occasionally the cat-onto.

Room 4
This cabinet had all of my knit fabrics in it. Now it has my kids’ craft supplies. (And honestly, I’d much rather dig through the bins my fabric is in now than let them have free access to their craft stuff, so in this case the grass is greener on my new side of the fence!)

Room 3It was really cool having my fabric stored openly, so I could see just what I had. And if you look really closely, you’ll see the expensive Shark steamer I just had to have to steam my wedding dress, plus it would be ever-so-practical, I told my husband, because I could use it for everything, all the time, but I never used. . .not once! Man, he’s smug when he’s right!

The Moral of the Story:

Memories of the way things used to be are to be cherished, not longed for. Why go back? Let’s look ahead to bigger and better!

Also, husbands can be horribly annoying when they’re right, so when they question a purchase and you find out you were wrong, don’t return it. Just keep it in your closet for years and years and pretend like it’s worth it because it will be very useful one day . . . invaluable, even!

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