A few weeks ago I mentioned I had lost my creative space when the front room we had referred to as "the art room" was reverted back to a bedroom. Bedtimes had become increasingly difficult and finally we realised the small people may need a (hopefully temporary), separation.
And so the sewing space is now on the dining room table (grumble), in the middle of the lounge room (grumble, grumble). Places need to be found for fabric* to make way for books (grumble to the power of three).
And so it was in this grumbling state of mind that I happened upon this photo on flickr ...
Image courtesy of Knitsteel
... and was reminded that I once said to my closest friend, while pregnant with my first baby (the one that is now taking over my fabric shelves), that when I thought about my future I visualised a large dining room table covered with tonnes of "stuff" and surrounded by tonnes of kids.
And suddenly I realised that, with a few exceptions (i.e. the "tonnes" of kids. And I reserve the right to revise what "tonnes" means to me), I had what I always wanted.
A "knock-about-don't-have-to-be-too-worried-what-gets-on-it-salvaged-from-the-skip-next-door" table with an ever changing range of projects going on (as I type play dough snails, snakes and button-adorned cupcakes are being made).
So maybe I won't grumble too much about losing my space when I am gaining so much more.
For more creative spaces hop on over to Kirsty's place.
* On the topic of fabric I am finally going to put up my better-late-than-never bloggy birthday giveaway TOMORROW! I promise!