Today is the day, the dreaded day when I finally have to tidy up my underground lair aka my sewing room. There are two kinds of quilters out there, the ones that have very orderly and organized sewing rooms, and than there is my kind - the Messy Bessys. We thrive on the colossal mess left behind from our design process that nobody except us can find anything. Our needles really are in the proverbial hay stack of fabrics, rulers, batting, and who knows what else. I have a really nice, large, cutting table curtesy of my handy man husband. Right now I cannot even see the table under the pile of God knows what. I has gotten so bad, that finally I have to clean the heap staring at me if I want to work on any of my projects. We have been staring at each other, the heap and I for a week now, and the heap won. I blinked first, and looked away in utter disgust and dismay. With some luck, I will find tools that have been missing for a while, although it is so much easier to blame the Borrowers for everything that disappeared in thin air or under the pile of creative rubbish. Wish me luck. If I don't post anything in the next few days, send in the search and rescue.
