My husband better not complain (too much). He set me up for my first lessons. I don't think he ever thought it would become my passion. When we bought our new house, he gave the den to me for a sewing room. It has a door and a bathroom right besde it. When I am done for the day, he wants that door closed. He warned me that the day he saw thread or fabric in any other room, it would become a den, again. I love being able to let everything set and walk away and then everything is right where I left off. No sorting and rethinking.....where did I stop yesterday.