|Best sewing room EVER.|
As soon as our family settled into this now century home (1914), the attic became My Sanctuary.
I didn't care that the previous owner's teenage daughter's had left their mark with holes in the walls and ceiling tiles, and handwritten memories ("this window is possessed") in a few select places. This room was beautiful and it was home to the kid's toys, the computer, and my sewing space.
Three weeks ago the house went on the market for four whole days before it sold. And two weeks later I purchased an equally unique but smaller (soon to be century) home. Our new house has three bedrooms for three people. There is no finished attic and no finished basement = no dedicated sewing area. Since this is the only criteria that the house didn't meet, I need to say goodbye to My Sanctuary.
While I am excited to move, this attic has been the best sewing area I've ever had. I'm going to miss more than anything else in this old house. Bittersweet.