If I were to post a picture of my stash room, Niecy Nash and the Clean House crew would soon be knocking at the door. The spare bedroom had a controlled stash and sewing center for several years. In the winter it was closed off to conserve heat and the machine moved down the hall to the occupied bedroom. When my brother arrived with a pick up truck load of my mother's stash and family needlework heirlooms, I piled the boxes on the bed but months passed before I could look inside them. Barely room to move around, now. I did purchase a stacked drawer unit and am sorting and moving notions bit by bit, combining both our collections. Old needlework will be sorted next and fabric last.