Let's face it--a lot of that fabric was donated for the QOV. How could she have turned it down tactfully? And then what is she to do with it, if it isn't something usable? I have some of that myself! It gets in the way but then it needs to be somewhere. Her quilting friends apparently were happy to come to her house, mess and all, but they didn't take it home with them either.
I hated to see her relegated to the garage. Pretty much a storeroom appearance and a garage door for one wall. How comfortable is that? She mentioned having had mice. Good thing the fabrics were enclosed. If they were going to put her stash in the garage, how about making the dining room into her sewing space? Do the kids come home to eat there all that often.
My mom loved volunteer work and craft projects so her house was never spotless. She was doing what she loved and one of them was not a perfectly kept house. Her motto--if you don't like my mess, go home and look at your own! I do believe I've inherited a bit of that attitude. It's my mess and I live here with it 24/7.
Was not impressed with the room created. Mom shouldn't be moved out of the house so the kids can move in. Whose house is it anyway?