OK, maybe room is pretty generous for my little sewing space, perhaps corner would be better. Whatever it is, it got cleaned within an inch of its life this weekend. I was going crazy losing things under the piles of fabric and having everything tangled around random lengths of elastic. So, I spent an embarassingly short time (far shorter than the time I've spent putting it off) cleaning up and throwing out snibbles and threads, filing patterns, organizing notions, and folding fabric.
First, the before:
And behold, the after:
Complete with OCD-inspired labeled boxes:
OK, really I was trying to keep the kids out of Mike's hair so he could brew beer, and they LOVE to play with the label maker (are they my kids or what). As you can see, there may be no money for fancy organizers, but we have no shortage of kids shoe boxes. And now that I think of it, I'd rather have little feet growing out of shoes faster than I can buy them than enough money for fancy organizers. Although both wouldn't be too bad :-)