As much as I love the pictures of beautiful sewing and craft rooms all over the internet, it really doesn’t fit in my life right now. Sewing happens when I can do it along side my children playing, or nearby my husband relaxing in the evening. (Extrovert, much?) During months and months of denial, piles of fabric and pattern pieces kept appearing on my writing desk in the living room, and I kept finding myself hauling my sewing machine up and down the stairs from my crafting space in the basement. Last weekend my husband and I worked on rearranging our living room to better fit how we actually use it (a la The House that Cleans Itself). In a moment of inspiration, my husband moved my desk over to the window and declared it my sewing desk.
I LOVE it. I love the sun shining in on the desk. I love that I can just tuck my sewing machine underneath it when I am not using it. I love that I have a pretty cardboard storage box (from Ikea) full of my current crafting bits and pieces stored close by. Maybe someday, we will finish our basement (or, even better, move to a bigger house), and I will enjoy having a dedicated crafting space again. But in the meantime, I am happy my sewing machine has a place in the heart of my home, the living room. 🙂
Karen @ TheJuneBride says
Peggy Gonzales says
Love your sewing desk and it looks so neat. Mine always looks like a tornado went through, LOL. How thoughtful of your hubby to help you with this.
haha. You might notice the pedal isn’t even plugged in. 😉 This would be just sitting there lookin’ pretty and not while I was working on a project. That explodes all over the room. 🙂
I think the most important thing that stands out to me in your Sewing Desk story is the depth of love your husband has for you, Jodi! He obviously knows what’s important to you and wants you to be happy. When our children were growing up my sewing desk was our kitchen table. Things had to be put up and then taken out again & again ~ but the kids were right around me playing in my scraps and sharing in my love of sewing. Kids are grown & gone & luckily I now have a dedicated sewing area in our home. Altho’ I have a ‘real’ sewing table our kitchen table stands right next to it. So I sew & cut & work around it still with warm memories of sewing for little ones in my heart.
He does. I am a very lucky woman.
Your Mom says
Yes, you are. He does love you and gives you his love generously. It makes me so happy I get teary!