A few weeks ago I felt like my office was going to collapse under its own weight. It used to be this neat and organized little room of my house that I enjoyed working in. I do all my blog design, real paid work, quilting, handbag making, landscape design and any other messy project known to man in this one little room. It has to be confined otherwise it will consume our entire house. I have a tendency to not put away anything. This includes, but is not limited to, shoes, coats, handbags, clothing, dishes and especially coffee cups. The same goes for my office. I will start a project, mostly finish it and then leave the supplies out for weeks. I will work on a quilt in a 1’x1′ space. I used to sew standing up because the only other table than our dining room table to put my sewing machine on was my drafting table. The top of it was 3 1/2′ off the ground and the pedal cord was too short to make it all the way to the floor. I had to put the pedal on a step stool. Despite the fact that my office is simply too small to hold all of the supplies I need to do all the projects I do, I still manage to find a home for all of it. Unfortunately, it had gotten to the point that I was shoving and stuffing everything into nooks and crannies that no longer existed. It looked like this:
I couldn’t stand it anymore. I cleaned. There wasn’t that much stuff to actually throw away. It was more a lot of putting things where they are supposed to go. I also got rid of the drafting table and moved the original desk from here back in to replace it. I can now sit down to sew. What a concept! The sewing machine sits on the cutting mat so I only have to move the machine rather than drag the mat into the dining room. This eliminates the worry of am I going to get gooey macaroni & cheese on a project. I took out the rug that the cat was using as a scratch mat, but I still use the ironing board as a makeshift table. Actually it is used more as an ironing board, but I have it low so I don’t have to stand up. I roll to the ironing board and roll back to the sewing machine. I have a rolling rubbermaid cart that I pull out from under the desk to make more space too. It’s a room I actually enjoy working in now rather than wondering if Jimmy Hoffa is going to jump out and scare me half to death.