I spent most of the weekend pricing storage. Pondering. Making decisions. Twice to IKEA. But in the end, I have a much better creative space. I no longer sew in front of the air conditioning so I am hoping that I will get a chance to feel like my lungs heal.
I feel like I have a space of my own even though it is Koda Bear's room when he is here.
I have two bookshelves full of fabric and projects. I have a lot of fabric though I did not get rid of as much as I expected. And some of the dresses that were ready to be cut up ended up in the wash so I can wear them again. It is interesting what time does.
I even got my worktable cleaned off. I still need to take everything out from the shelves underneath it but I have space on top. I come from a long line of pilers. Flat surfaces and piles will be made. The dining room table has been cleaned off for a week! It helps to have less stuff but even then I can create piles. But now I have a place to cut out fabric again.
With a little bit different light. A little bit different angle. A place for myself. I need two lamps. Some day that will happen but I got to the point yesterday where that is enough. And it was.
This makes me happy.