Ah, me. What to say in the wake of a tragedy……..
Yup, the husband and I returned from dinner to find the ‘Closet of Infinite textile hoarding’ had violently collapsed. Flimsy shelves with no respect for animal print, says I! I have it on good account that this is what the neighbors saw:
So today instead of doing any actual sewing, I’ll be sorting and putting things away- ugh. So not a job for a spoiled creative soul. Where are my minions??? Look at this mess! It makes me want to just run away.
I tried to get the dachsies to wear safety helmets, but they are rebels.Arrgh. How did I get all this in one closet?
This begs the question- how to sort- by weight, color, breed?
The husband has reinforced the new ‘Textile Panic room’ to support 1-2 tons of fabric hoarding. I appreciate his efforts, I truly do, but now that the cupboard is bare, as they say, that closet looks a little small, don’t you think?
Wouldn’t it be better, I mean really, I’m thinking house resale and the future of course, to just bust out the attached wall and turn the computer room into a little more storage? Nothing fancy-
perhaps just a little extra shelving-
How about this one?
That Dita Von Teese has a nice closet- maybe if I fill half of it with corsets, the husband will endorse my idea.
Well, off I go. If you don’t see my again by Wearable Wednesday, send cookies and a rescue team!
photo credits: google images, little me.