We moved into our home approximately two years ago. I really love having more space. Our basement is finished, and we divided it into sections: daddy's section (for his sports memorabilia side job/hobby), mommy's section (for my sewing--but fabric is stored upstairs in my bedroom closet), and the kids' section (for the television, wii, and all the other "stuff" we don't want all over the house). Sounds ideal, but . . .
daddy's rules). When daddy was gone for a month, I decided to move my sewing desk upstairs--just temporarily. There's this little niche in the corner of our "office"type room. (Note the nasty dog bone near the sewing area).
Today I've declared it a permanent move.