all that window space above w/my 404 is actually living/front/parlor room. Probably not many of you would be willing to turn your room into a stitching space
I had my mother with us for a year (89 w/late stage dementia) and all her stuff filled the room. Once she was moved I had a large room with nothing in it but my dining table (which we do use). But full of high stress memories.
So I set the room up as an alternate sewing room, and spend all the mornings I can with a cosy fire and books on tape and I'm slowly returning the room to mine, where I can be with a peaceful heart.
I'm listening to some of the Red Wall stories, with little creatures that live big lives, lovely stories.
Pizza for our holiday dinner today. Home made, yum yum!