Welcome to my disaster zone. Pardon me while I cringe in the corner as you gasp at the piles of craziness and ugliness. Maybe ugliness is the wrong word because it's not ugly…but it’s not the most conducive to creativity either. And that's putting it kindly.
It didn't start out so bad when I only had one project going at a time and I kept my fabric collection up in our storage space. But for the past 6 months, I've had multiple projects going at once while my fabric stash is in constant use and needs to be close by…and of course the stash keeps growing because I keep buying fabric. Fabric is literally busting out of my plastic storage bins that are stacked under my sewing table and ironing board. It’s here there and everywhere and I hate…HATE…digging through the bins to find a certain color or print. It’s just messy and it bugs me more and more every day.