Work Space

My sewing space consists of a really small table backed into the corner of the computer/junk/place where the dog sleeps room. The whole room is messy, so my table blends in just fine.

One of my favorite things on my little table, besides my machine, is this old ad from Dritz inviting us to shirr ourselves, our husband, our children, and our whole damn house:

Someday I will have a room of my own. Until then, my corner works just fine. It could be so much worse; it could look like my computer desk:

Not pictured: numerous Diet Coke rings, bits of Nestle Crunch wrapper, defaced book on Hillary Rodham Clinton, tissues.

Maybe a little shirring would make a big difference here.