Where Did It All Come From?!?!?
One of the perks of Empty Nest Syndrome is the empty nest! When I learned my daughter accepted a job in Richmond, VA, I toyed with the idea of moving my small sewing room into her larger bedroom, but I talked myself out of it. However, she encouraged me. In her words, "Why shouldn't you have a bigger sewing room?"
I believe my daughter, who so generously and lovingly encouraged me to take over her bedroom, saved every toy, storybook, shoe, notebook, sneaker, trophy and stuffed animal she ever owned in the eighteen years she occupied that room. She was a good candidate for Hoarding: Buried Alive. It's just as much my fault as hers. She didn't buy all
It's going to take some time until the new sewing room is just the way I want it. First, I have to make my new space habitable and functional. Then, I have to make it mine.
To be continued ………