My sisters sewing room is upstairs when I call her and her husband says she's up in the Penthouse very fitting because she has it all to herself

My craft and sewing room is right now a junk room as everything I had to move out to put up the tree and Christmas decorations have gone there along with wrapping paper and gifts to be wrapped. DH is giving me a new Brother embroidery machine for Christmas and I can't even get in there to set it up and play with it until I get all the junk out. Needless to say I am very frustrated.

"I'm going upstairs" is all I say!

"My Studio" used to be the homeschool room until the kids grew up. Now it's mine...ALL MINE! Bwahaha!

My husband, before he passed, used to call it my "corner." It is on one side of the long, narrow living room.

My Retreat Center. My friend calls it the Ma'am Cave.

Mine is The Studio.

My sewing "room" is also my bedroom, so I haven't named it, although I do consider it my sanctuary where I go to unwind and de-stress - it's my one link to sanity.

"My room" or "quilty haven" or "the big pig-sty upstairs" depending on the situation.

I love that!!:D