My husband just doesnt get it. He doenst see the value in what I do. Sewing is like breathing for me. Fabric runs through my hands like water. I do sew custom professhionaly and it is my job . Has been for many years. We built an addition for a sewing studieo 10 years ago and I is still sitting full of junk un finished. I do window treatments, cornice boards, custom bedding , slipcovers ... You name I have made it. What the heck ! I feel so let down. Frustrated to tears ? ? ? What is a woman to do ? Any one ?