A Sewing Closet

Three things intersected in the last few weeks that changed my life in a very happy way. The result is, I made a quilt, and I am working on a second one, and having lots of fun at it. First of all, I started on some new medication, which I think has connected some wires in my brain to counteract one aspect of ADD, which was my inability to finish projects. Secondly, I found Amy's blog, which features, among other wonderful things, pictures of her quilts, which have inspired me, like no other quilts, with their simplicity and beauty. And thirdly, I now have this sewing closet. It is messy, and not nice to look at, I know, but that is just the point. When I am done sewing, I just put the chair back across the room, curl up the extension cord, and close the doors.

This is a luxury I have dreamed of for a long, long time. Thank you to Middle Son for vacating the closet, and to Doodook for giving me Grandma's little drop-leaf table. And thank you, God, for orchestrating it all. I am quite thrilled with the outcome.