This is when I crawl back into my comfort zone, start to cozy up my house, have dates with my grandsons and make sure that those around me know how much I love them, appreciate them and need them.
The other thing I depend on is my sewing room. It is like being in my very own little "Panic Room", or "Bomb Shelter". It is all mine, things are where I want them, and who gets in is up to me as well. I used to call this a sewing "hole" because it is really a small space, but things have changed in there and it deserves more respect now. It is truly my "happy place".
Having your own space is important, no matter if it is a closet, or a corner, or the dining room table. We all need a place to be ourselves, to be creative and sometimes just to hide from the real world. My sewing room has seen me in lots of circumstances, it has been abused at times, but still is constantly there, waiting for me to walk in and it just makes me happy.
Amen Quilting Sister! My husband took a coat closet in our last home and created me a sewing space that had shelves, great lighting, peg board, walls resembling the sky and clouds and a friend had made a large puzzle picture that looked as if I was looking out my window. It was small, but it was mine and I loved it!
ReplyDeleteLove your organized quilting room. I have plans of enclosing our front porch for my quilting space in the future. I hope mine will look as neat and organized as yours.
ReplyDeleteIt was great fun to fluff and buff this room, but as with everything, it is a process. Trial and error until it just "works". Everyone needs their own space.
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