No Boyz Allowed

I've finally found my final resting spot. No, not that final resting spot! The perfect space for my sewing room. I've moved it around several times since we've moved in here at the farmhouse. Nothing ever really worked as far as layout was concerned. And it never felt very cozy. The most recent spot at the top of the back stairs is a main traffic thoroughfare. It's also pretty dark. I'm not getting any younger and therefore my eyes aren't getting any better. And I wasn't getting much sewing done because the space just didn't flow for me.

When you live with a bunch of men and animals after a while you start to crave a little solitude. But not some dark and gloomy room. Nope, I wanted a light and bright room that oozed all things girly. A woman cave. Where I can create. Where I can watch HGTV and Lifetime television and have complete and utter control of the remote.

So I picked the girliest floral wallpaper I could find and went to town on one of the spare bedrooms. Then I moved all my girly stuff in and after the guys were done lifting the heavy stuff I declared the room off limits to them. No body's allowed in Sheville from now on unless they know the password.

I tried to set up the room to be as efficient as possible, you know, cause I'm lazy. Placing the desk, cutting table and ironing board in one corner created a nice work triangle. Hanging a full size sheet of batting made a workable but inexpensive design wall. (Those are rails for an antique quilt frame laying on the floor under it, in case you were wondering.)


The other corner became home to my old Standard treadle that still works like a charm. A cozy chair, a bookshelf and a place for my hand sewing supplies is my new nest. Although the cat is attempting to claim it. She's allowed in because she's a she.


Corner number three is a nice sized closet. I don't keep a large fabric stash but what I do have fits in there protected from the sun.


There is no fourth corner. It's kind of an odd shaped room and that corner is angled. There is enough room though for a small dresser to hold notions and batting. But most importantly my very own TV. Mine. All mine. ALL mine. With absolutely no sports channels! I can see it easily from the desk, the chair and the ironing board.


And if I don't feel like watching TV I can listen to the radio or a book on CD with my handy dandy reproduction radio. I also have a small basket for leader & ender scraps and a crazy-quilt-patterned pottery bowl for a thread catcher right next to my sewing machine.

Of course a girls get-a-way needs to be cute as well as organized. I happen to have a thing for old boxes. I love to use them for storage. Here I have an old file box to store patterns and the blue box holds snaps and needles and such. The toy sewing machine I've had for years and years.

Under the cutting table I have three scrap baskets. One each for darks, mediums and lights. Once they get full I cut them into strips and sort them into plastic drawers in the closet. My laundry isn't even sorted this well.


And just for fun I have a primitive make do pin cushion and thread holder. I fell in love with it on e-bay a couple years ago and I'm thrilled to have a place to finally hang it. It feels like it belongs here. And so do I. If I just had a refrigerator and a bathroom I'd never leave.


Thanks for stopping by, but don't forget next time you'll need to use the secret password...CHOCOLATE.