Good Things Come to Those Who Wait.

My first sewing project was a pair of PJ's with tiny red hearts. I was 12.  I'm now 39 and finally have a dedicated sewing space. And I am more than a little pleased.

                                        

I realize it will never grace the pages of a quilting magazine's "Best Studio Design" section, but it makes me happy!  :)

In order for my space to become a reality several planets had to align, I had to hop on one foot while holding my breath and crossing my fingers, and the proverbial pig DID, in fact fly. Or...maybe...I had to 1.) convince RedDaddy that it wouldn't completely ruin the decor of our home 2.) find a FREE table for our breakfast nook to replace the ugly plastic banquet table previously there, and 3) rearrange all the furniture in our office/schoolroom. 

        

 One of the things I have always desired in a sewing space is the ability to stay connected to the activity of the household. I realize most women would rather be isolated from the hub-bub, but I know that is a pipe dream for me! The only way I am ever able to get anything accomplished is by being able to scream at the kids direct the going's-on while I'm sewing. 

I also LOVE all the natural light in this room. All the windows allow me to keep track of the back yard, and my other favorite spot - the terrace (right out the back door).

 

In the past, I have had to set up my machine at the dining room table, and pack it all away before dinner. That task was alone enough to discourage me from sewing and quilting for years...literally! Our office is the center of activity in our home, and now I can sew right in the midst of it all!!

Originally, my new sewing table was in our kitchen, being used as a quasi-breakfast bar. I had concocted a plan to replace that with a beat up card table and chairs. I was going to spray-paint the legs of the table and the chairs, re-size some old chair covers, and put a cloth over the table.

BUT! Just before - and I am not exaggerating to say moments before- I was about to embark on my project, RedDaddy's cousin sent me a text. It seems she was having a yard sale and was being low-balled by some of the best in the business. She wanted to know if I would like her hand-me-down dinette and chairs. Come to find out, she had gotten it from a mutual friend years ago. I remembered doing my homework at that little table while I was babysitting the friend's kids!!

Isn't it cute!? There are pull-out extensions on each end. (I should have given you a shot of the entire kitchen.) Our home is a 1941 bungalow-style, complete with original hardwood floors, built-in storage nooks, and 3" thick interior doors. I think the table is a perfect fit, both in style and size!!

But wait! There's more. RedDaddy's sister bestowed this Kent-Coffey dresser on me!! She was moving and getting rid of "junk".

This vintage beauty now holds down the corner of my bedroom and houses my fabric stash. Or at least part of it. ;) I guess I've been blessed with an extended family of hoarders pack rats.

Sew! SO! Who wants to hire me out first?...don't be shy; I'll make time for you all.