AFTER cleanup this is the north end of my sewing room .
Nothing motivates me to clean house like incoming guests.  The first time we were scheduled to host our new Bible study/fellowship gathering I did a good bit of tidying up, but we had to cancel because I had bronchitis.    This week, it was our turn again. Okay. No problem.
And then….the ladies said, “Oh good! We finally get to see your sewing room!” Gulp…gulp. I thought I might be experiencing my first panic attack.
Usually, when we have guests I just close the door to my lady cave. Company respects a closed door. But it seems that everyone who has ever stitched wants to see others’ sewing rooms. I know I surely do. And these ladies sew.
Now, Dear Readers, by inviting you in I am reaching up to another level of friendship with you.  A few, Judy Day, Suzanne Sawko, Terri Click, Mildred Turner, Linda McGehee, Rheeta Booth and June Mellinger, have seen my mess and still call me “friend.”   I hope you will be as understanding.
So here is/was my sewing room before my cleaning tornado. Actually, I had already begun the cleaning process and took some small comfort in the old saying that things often get worse before they get better. This was worst not worse.
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