I feel like that right now! I just want to left alone with my iron, sewing machine and inspiration. BUT reality sets in again, and I have to fold clothes(but the fabric is so much easier to fold and iron for some reason), cook food(even though everyone in my house has opposable thumbs and can work the dang stove) and clean up(you would think washing up is so simple a caveman could do it, but NOOOOOO) before I can rearrange those patches of fabric into my own creation. *sigh*