When the upstairs apartment’s broken, leaking, water heater flooded into my Ex-husbands apartment they had to all but move out.
They were not the only ones who lost their space. Our garage became home to some of their belongings.
Shoes began to pile in corners, boxes began to pile on my sewing counter. The laundry area became an obstetrical course and the dogs lost their lounging area.
I bought a new bed and my old one sat right in the middle of my sewing area having no place else to put it for the time being.
When overflow encumbered me I fretted. How can I possibly sew anything?
Well, if life gives you an overstuffed sewing room then knit dolls. And so I did.
I knitted Nico a snake and two snakes for the little boys next door.
I’ve been feverishly working on a shawl with crystals placed strategically to look like the constellations of the northern Hemisphere. But I’m afraid mine is going to look like “The Forbidden Planet.” We’ll see There were many projects I finished up and I felt quite good about it.
At last the day has arrived and my ex is back to clear the garage. After being out of their town house for 6 months all repairs have been finished up and they have come to get their belongings.
I cleaned off my counter in my sewing area, dusted and put odds and ends away and before my very eyes appeared a clear path to my sewing machine. I can finely sew at last. Well with one minor exception. My old bed is now gone but in its place is the mattress to my grandsons old bunk bed.
You can just see part of the mattress on the right hand side. My comfy chair to the left, where I sit and many a time recline and just about fall asleep to the sound of a British Mystery, is waiting. But that’s not the problem. Now that I have my sewing area back I really don’t have an excuse to knit all day and I do have to start sewing. My problem is, if I go out there to sew, load up a mystery DVD on my computer to watch, how will I keep myself from laying the mattress down and taking a long snooze. Hmmm maybe a crowded garage was not so bad after all.