The toy area. These short shelves used to hold our DVDs, so they’re only 5 inches wide. The top shelves have some of m things (pictures, vintage sewing books, my babywearing dolls, my vintage coffee can full of knitting needles, and my Watch In My Office Only DVDs. To the left there is Part I of the fabric storage. Cotton prints, twills, bottomweights, suedecloth, knits, and wools.
On the right, the giant TV and my picture boards. Then shipping supplies and inventory. Two crates on the floor for pillows, pads, and blankets for the kids.
Inventory. These shelves used to hold our books. They’re several inches too wide for the crates, leaving me a quandary. I feel all inefficient with so much wasted space, but it seems a little silly to buy new bins for the inventory just because my shelves are too wide. No labels yet – I’m working on it!
Patterns in the drawers on the left. And you can see just the chair of the little discussion table I have for customers. PUL goes in the green shelves. Flannels on the black shelves. Silks and Minkee in the black bins. The top black bin is for smaller chunks of my frequently used fabrics from the giant rolls – microfiber, sherpa, flannel, and terry. The dehumidifier’s winter location, and the black thing on the right is my awesome heater, with a cardboard box on top that needs to be recycled!
The desk nook. You can see the air purifier box (I need to unpack that thing and get it set up!) next to Wally’s desk on the left. Next to his desk is my sewing desk, and then my supply bins.
My sewing desk with my project board hanging above it. The sump pump is there with a pile of phone cord on top. We have cordless phones here, but my office is in a Cordless Phone Free Zone. It’s like a secure bunker. So I have to get a corded phone, and I wanted to wait until I knew what the phone looked like and where it would sit before hanging the cord.
On the left, supply bins. Then my desk. And to the right, the bins that hold Cut fabrics.
And my window, with my view of the chickens. I kind of have to stand on my tiptoes to see out, but hey, it’s better than nothing.