We had a speaker at our quild years ago that told this story. " My husband left me and I was sitting on the bottom of the staircase feeling sorry for myself. I looked over at the living room and thought, This would make a great sewing area. I had a wood floor put in and went to town."
That is what I call making lemonade out of lemons. It's hard to keep a quilter down. Our hobby gives us so much pleasure.