So then suddenly it's about 7 hours later in the afternoon. My sewing room is an absolute disaster area because folding fabric had turned into moving my desks around and that turned into moving some DVD shelves in because they fit fabric perfectly and that has turned into moving my other shelves to another wall.
At the end of the day, I had this:
I don't have a good before picture, but this set up is way more efficient then I had before. I love my cutting table being right next to my sewing machine in the L shape.
On the opposite wall is another desk that I put my laptop on when I'm working in my sewing room. My thread holder might need to move, it's still hanging where it was when my sewing machine was right next to it.
I have this awesome wooden crate that I store my works-in-progress in. I have a thing for pears and Marc saw this guy on the side of the road for me one day and flipped around to bring it home for me. It's in great condition!
I went through my huge buckets of scraps I had accumulated and *gasp* actually threw a lot away, the ones I couldn't bear to get rid of were sorted by color and are in these buckets.
See - another pear! My sister in law gave me this one that I spray painted white, and now I use it to store my selvedges in.
I seriously LOVE my sewing room now. I know I'm super lucky to have a room all to myself that I don't have to share with anything else and that I can just close the door to at the end of the day. Right outside my door is the playroom and so the boys are always nearby and of course are allowed in my sewing room too. They both love fabric scraps - Mason dumping them out and color sorting them, Grahm throwing them up in the air and putting them on his head. My room also has a huge closet that spans the wall where I store all my wrapping paper and bows, packing supplies and boxes, scrapbooking supplies and other miscellaneous crafting stuff.
And just to keep it real, and because it is kind of a "before" picture, here's a snap of my sewing room about a month ago. You can kind of see the arrangement of the furniture. This was right after the rush of making Christmas gifts and it had become a disaster area. Grahm wasn't allowed in there then because I was afraid I'd never find him again. ;] You can see I've since also painted the one wall turquoise and taken stuff down off the walls. It's SO cheery and happy in there now!