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In the month’s span where I haven’t put my Regency outfit on for photos, it’s spent time stuffed in a bag on the couch, thrown on my sewing room floor, and then finally hanging on the wall mocking me about staying at the office so late recently. (I found the wool is rather forgiving with wrinkles, but the cotton petticoat and ramie chemise are a mess.)
While I still claim that I will get photos, just as soon as Carl and I can coordinate time at home together during non-raining daylight, I realized that I should figure out a storage solution for keeping the gown and accoutrements together.
(…yesterday, not now) … and Carl, while frazzled shopping for Grandma at the third store and finding nothing, asked “dear, how long does it take to make a quilt”? And, I, clearly drunk from shopping all day, said “it can be shipped off by Christmas, if we shop for fabric now, don’t delay!”
Uhh, so that is how I got myself into making a quilt this week, on top of the other projects I’m working on.
First off, it is Sew Mama Sew giveaway day but I didn’t get my act together, so I have nothing to give away here. But you should check out all the great blogs and their giveaways!
What I did get started working on this weekend is organizing my sewing room a bit. I need more shelves. Here’s a start:
I have a new sewing space! My hobby is no longer relegated to a corner of the living room in our small one-bedroom apartment; I now have an entire room to myself—in our new house! We finally closed on Friday, and were moving in/starting to unpack for most of the weekend, but I managed to get myself set up a bit, so that I could work on our nephews’ presents—Christmas is coming too soon! Here’s a horribly grainy cell-phone photo of my space, since the good camera is still in a box somewhere (with my laptop charger 🙁 )!
One nephew present finished, four to go. Not to mention much more unpacking, and needing to haul my bookcase upstairs to the room so that I can organize.
That is the smallest of our three bedrooms, but it should be more than sufficient (for now, mwahaha). We keep going back and forth about which room I should use—that one or the other spare bedroom—and which should be the guest room.
