And, the funny thing is that right when I admitted to the world that I was was just fine that I don’t have a true sewing space, just my sewing machine on a filing cabinet in the corner of our “dining room”, my husband and I find the perfect sewing table (though others might call it a vanity) on the side of the street one block from our house on our run this morning. It fits just perfectly in the corner of the “living room”. (Really, all the rooms are just one and the same, so I haven’t moved that far from the built-in ironing board.)
Take a look at my new sewing corner! Wiley is.
After work tonight I hung my thread rack and a push-pin board on the blank wall you see behind the table. I now have my most recent project sitting right next to my machine waiting for the next chance I get to sew. And, the drawers are now all full of patterns, interfacing, scissors, ribbon, and all the other sewing-related items I’ve collected to date. I didn’t think I needed a sewing space, but I have to say it’s feels really nice to have one.
It’s been a good day. I hope the same is true for all of you. Happy sewing!