Take Two...
Okay, work-blog post recreated, lunch eated, grumps grumped. I swear to internet gremlin overlords, the new version of said post is nearly identical to the original fail!post, but where the fail!post seemed to me to be a charming missive, the new one seems rambley and meh. Probably because I'm still grumping some grumps about it.
Also, after all that fussing around with important internet stuff, it's too late in the day to start the crock-pot potato soup I was going to make for dinner. :(
Anyways, cleaning. In preparation for the fancy new sewing machine, I went on a major cleaning binge in the sewing room. Wobbled the couch (aka Throne of Handsewing/Blogging) a couple feet and about 35 degrees, shuffled the bookshelves/stacks, shifted end tables and drawer units, sorted & organized the trinkets, removed the doors...
Yes, removed the doors. The sewing room was, in fact, so overstuffed that getting out a screwdriver and taking down both the entry and closet doors freed up a lot not just visual but usable space. Now that it's all clean in here, I'm tempted to see what happens if I put them back, but I don't think I will. There's a lot more light in the closet, now, for one thing.
The point is: IT IS SO PRETTY IN HERE NOW. This room is the cleanest it's been since before I moved in, and the cleanest it's going to GET until I can build a set of proper shelves into the weird alcove and clear space for all the extra trinkets in other rooms and work through my Ongoing Project Pile, and it is just lovely. Okay, it could use a vacuuming, but hauling the big vacuum up the stairs is a pain, and the little battery-powered vacuum would most likely be killed by all the fluff and miniscule thread scraps. But still, it's my art cave, it has by far the highest concentration of visible books, baubles, trinkets and other happy-making shinies of anywhere in the house, it smells the best because it is both dirty-laundry- and litterbox-free and is where most of the incense lives, and now it's been magically transformed into an efficient workspace, too!
Okay. I feel better now. Dwelling on how awesome my sewing room just got and listening to calmingly epic movie songs was what I needed. Now, I'll just pretend my cup of diluted PowerAde has something stronger in it for a couple more minutes, while I figure out what project to tackle next...
Also, after all that fussing around with important internet stuff, it's too late in the day to start the crock-pot potato soup I was going to make for dinner. :(
Anyways, cleaning. In preparation for the fancy new sewing machine, I went on a major cleaning binge in the sewing room. Wobbled the couch (aka Throne of Handsewing/Blogging) a couple feet and about 35 degrees, shuffled the bookshelves/stacks, shifted end tables and drawer units, sorted & organized the trinkets, removed the doors...
Yes, removed the doors. The sewing room was, in fact, so overstuffed that getting out a screwdriver and taking down both the entry and closet doors freed up a lot not just visual but usable space. Now that it's all clean in here, I'm tempted to see what happens if I put them back, but I don't think I will. There's a lot more light in the closet, now, for one thing.
The point is: IT IS SO PRETTY IN HERE NOW. This room is the cleanest it's been since before I moved in, and the cleanest it's going to GET until I can build a set of proper shelves into the weird alcove and clear space for all the extra trinkets in other rooms and work through my Ongoing Project Pile, and it is just lovely. Okay, it could use a vacuuming, but hauling the big vacuum up the stairs is a pain, and the little battery-powered vacuum would most likely be killed by all the fluff and miniscule thread scraps. But still, it's my art cave, it has by far the highest concentration of visible books, baubles, trinkets and other happy-making shinies of anywhere in the house, it smells the best because it is both dirty-laundry- and litterbox-free and is where most of the incense lives, and now it's been magically transformed into an efficient workspace, too!
Okay. I feel better now. Dwelling on how awesome my sewing room just got and listening to calmingly epic movie songs was what I needed. Now, I'll just pretend my cup of diluted PowerAde has something stronger in it for a couple more minutes, while I figure out what project to tackle next...