This past weekend I spent
most of my time in my sewing room. I had
to make curtains. I don’t like making
curtains at all. So even though these are from Ikea and the most of the battle
is completed for me, I still moan at just having to turn up the hem. Sorry for moaning straight away in this post.
Let me try this again, look
at the first sentence, “I spent time in my sewing room.” This is the part that I am really excited
about.
Oddly enough, the sewing
room at my last home was not my favorite room.
I don’t know why. I could never
quite put my finger on it. The room only
got the early morning sunlight and I was never in my sewing room in the early
hours of the day to sew. The room was
nice and large, but something was just cold about it. I moved furniture and bookshelves around all
the time just trying to get a good feeling in it. But it just never felt right. And I have never had this feeling ever about
a sewing room! It might have been the
size - it was larger than what I have been use to. So much so, that it became a room to catch a
lot of over flow things: it had a sink, so the girls used this corner to do
their hair and makeup in the morning; a cabinet that held the linens and odds
and ends. So part of the room was sewing
and the other part the “catch-all” area.
In our new home, I have the
smallest room in the house for my sewing - but it has the best afternoon
sunlight. I think it’s the smallness of
the room that I like. Since loosing The
Whiskey Room in this move, I got the couch and I think this is what was lacking
in the old room. I finally have a place
to sit and look at my quilting books and knitting patterns. I also inherited the huge bookshelf that was
in The Whiskey Room where my “salt and pepper shaker collection” and “shot
glass collection” use to reside and in which they still do. But there is not much room to maneuver in and
this should really bother me, but for some it just doesn’t!
So even though the first
thing I did after completing the unpacking was to hem curtains I still really
enjoyed being in this room. And for the
first time, in a long time, I can’t wait to start hanging out in this room!
Cheers!
The Martini Knitter