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New Sewing Room

It's wonderful to have my sewing space all sorted and ready for action (snort.... I will do things, I will not prevaricate).  I even more or less know where to find everything..... though this morning's hunt for button thread remains a lost cause.  Hubby will have to wait awhile to wear his jeans.  I know I've got some - and hate buying something I already possess.  It's not lurking anywhere it should be, so may be hiding in a project bag. 

Anway - I'm drifting off!  My sewing room, and it's mine.... ALL MINE :)


The removal men weren't to keen about carrying my dresser upstairs, but did it grudgingly.  Skinny bitch is happily settled in to her new home in the corner.  It's a shame she can't scare people who come to the front door anymore, but I'm sure she'll get used to her new role.  Was one of the most amusing moments of the move - as when removal man carried her out to the van, her coat fell off (along with arm and leg) revealing basque and frilly knickers underneath.


My computer/sewing machine desk is tucked in the corner by the window.  It's not the prettiest of desks, but it's incredibly strong.  Felt confident to stand on it to drape a scarf around the curtain pole - and there's not much furniture I would attempt that from!  And - as it only cost £8 from a charity shop - I think I'm stuck with it.  Would like to pretty it up, but may draw the line at a piece of pretty oil cloth well secured on top.


I've done my darndest this time to avoid clutter this time - but hey - it's me, it's never not going to happen!  Hence the windowsill is chocca with things I can't bear to hide out of sight.  And for your information, the vintage Gin cask is empty - though I'm now wondering if it is water tight enough to hold an emergency supply of vodka?  May have to give that a go.


Next to my desk is my cutting table - which should we ever get any sun ever again, will provide good light to see what I'm doing.  Scissors and rotary cutter at the ready!  The fabrics lined up in the basket (on top of yet more fabric supplies) are chosen to make a bed runner and cushion to match my new bedding.


Finally, this little dresser base houses my sewing library and jewellery collection.  There's only a small selection of sewing books out on display - but I can assure you the dresser is packed to the brim.  Oh - and yes - that would be more fabric boxes on the right!

I can't fail to be creative in this space - can I?

To add... oh Blogger how I've hated you this afternoon.  Taken forever - as you didn't want to play ball with adding photos - you glitchy little thing you.
 

Comments

  1. I have total craft room envy! Not even that keen on sewing but I would KILL for a wee room of my own to be creative in. Enjoy every second in it Jan :-)

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    1. Thank you Karen - was a non-negotiable condition of the move :)

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  2. Well done. Glad the move is over and you can get back to making amazing things.

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    1. Thank you Cindy - it's such a relief to be sorted at last!

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  3. Your room looks like it will be a very creative space to work. Great job!

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    1. Thank you - it's certainly a very nice place to sit and think about being creative :)

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  4. Well, happy sewing! Looks like you need to reward yourself with some crafty time...everything looks simply adorable (and ready to go)!

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  5. You jammy thing your sewing room is fab!! Xx

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    1. Thank you Kandi - There are some perks to getting older, and having spare bedrooms :)

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