So Slobby Sewing Space

(Drats!  Couldn’t think of an alliterative title today.  Oh, the agony!  Guess I’m losing my touch.  sigh  { This was when I titled it Crafty Sewing Room.  Thank goodness I kept thinking!})

Comes from being old, plus losing half my mind over the years.  I did have 2 kids, you know. ( Someone told me insanity is inheirited, you get it from your kids!)

 

My Fabric Stash

Long, long ago, this was my dining room, (before Nov. Yes, 6 months is a long time to me!  Every day’s a new day, when you’re insane.)  Now, it’s my craft/ sewing room. Not that much of either is being done in there right now.  Can you imagine if I tried to go in there with my walker?  I’d break more bones than just my back!

So annoying.  I know I certainly can’t be responsible for all that chaos!  Why, I haven’t even been in there since Feb. 22.  So, I know I didn’t do it.

And, no, my fabric stash is NOT hoarding!  How dare you!!  I will use it all!  (Someday, in the future, before I die, provided I live to be a very old lady.)

Well, maybe I could organize it a little.  Just so it doesn’t become Hoarding Buried Alive, and strangle me in the night.

Some of those fabrics get very cranky when they feel under-appreciated.