When my sons moved to bedrooms in the basement, I took over their bedroom for my sewing/computer/plant starting room. It's been that way ever since - 12 yrs. My machine sits on an old dining room table, which has both it's leaves in and it's at it's largest all the time. My fabric is in large plastic boxes w/ covers, stacked around the perimeter of the room and under the table. One bookcase which is now too small to hold all my quilting books. Many sit in stacks on the floor. My ironing board is up all the time, behind me. I've a window to my right, so I can look out to watch the birds/ squirrels in the crabapple tree. My computer desk is squeezed in between the light stand(which I made) and a dresser which holds misc. sewing supplies inside and a ruler rack on top. My design wall hangs over the closet doors, which is directly in front of my sewing machine. I used to have a twin bed in there for guests, but since we have hide-a-beds and unused beds in the boy's
rooms, that left a bunch of years ago. My space is crowded, but it's mine. My husband rarely ventures in, as the clutter everywhere bothers him. The rest of my house is not cluttered. How can that be?