I started by explaining to Paul that I needed three of the book shelves that were formerly covered with books for my office (since the majority of our books were going to be in the basement anyways, that wasn't a problem). Then I added that I needed a 3' x 5' piece of plywood for a table top. The table was beginning to take shape:
The bassinet is in the sewing room at the moment, partially because I'm fairly certain Mae Bae would use it as some kind of climbing/surfing device if it were in the baby room. It's just safer in the sewing room.
Some of the lace from the awesome discount warehouse we found in Tucson this summer is over the door, and you can glimpse the greatest closet in the entire house through the other doorway (although that's not too difficult a title to claim, because most of the closets in our little 1928 house are pretty tiny).
Here's a close up of the closet. The fabrics on the left hand side are sorted by type, with an entire shelf devoted to unfinished projects of all kinds. Shipping supplies are above the hangers. Seasonal items are cut out of the picture, but are on a rack at the very top.
From this angle you can see the table top a bit better. It's holding most of my rosary supplies on the top, along with a huge amount of sewing notions, my iron, a cutting area and some sewing books that I like to keep handy. Underneath the table two sides are dedicated to fabric and one is dedicated to yarn:
Here's a look at the yarn side. My yarn stash doesn't seem quite as extravagant these days. Maybe it's because it's so close to the fabric stash though. The fabric stash could make anything look small.
The tulle was taking up too much space. So it's a curtain. This motivates me to use it quickly, before the sun bleaches it. One the floor sits my serger and a basket of ribbon/thread that couldn't fit anywhere else. And see the table half cropped out of the picture on the right hand side? That's my painting table. I was spending too much time bringing my paints out every single day when I'd work on my dolls. Now the paints can stay out on the table in their own little works space. That saves a lot of time:
This sewing machine nearly caused a nervous breakdown this week. I could not find the box with the sewing machine foot in it. I spent two days nervously searching for it. Thankfully it turned up today in the last set of boxes (somehow it was the only office box I hadn't labeled, and so it had ended up in the master bedroom). It was such a relief to have my sewing machine set up and ready to sew:
Now to get some sleep! There's still more work to do tomorrow (which is actually today now that I stayed up past midnight working!)!