Ugh... I feel sick just thinking about it. How on earth did I ever get anything done? How did I keep track of anything? How did Dan not lose me behind that mountain of fabric and sewing pattern pieces?
Well, I am happy to report, that two months after my clean & organize-fest, my sewing space looks a little something like this:
It has remained relatively neat, tidy, and usable. It is so nice to finally have a real "place" for all of my stuff. I have a home for my piles of satin, a box for all of my thread, a drawer for all of my foldover elastic... When I need something, I know right where to get it, and where to put it back when I'm done. I had moved so much over the last 8 years of my life that I never bothered really setting up a system for my stuff. Now that we are settled in the house, it is so nice to find a real place for all of my stuff!