Probably 8 years ago or more, I sold the longarm I had and bought a new one. For the few years before I did that, I was quilting a lot. Then I bought the new one and even though I loved it, my quilting mojo was gone and I think in the time that I’ve had the new machine, I quilted three tops on it. I had wanted to sell it before we left Texas and Vince didn’t want to. He was sure I’d get the quilting bug again but . . I haven’t and I may not. The longarm has never been set up here.
Yesterday we were talking about me knitting again and Vince asked if I thought I’d ever quilt again. I told him I doubted it. He said “We should sell the longarm.” I agreed and then he said . . we could put the treadmill and exercise bike in there (the sewing room).” When Vince puts one thing into a room, it seems to become his 4th or 5th or 10th storage room and it fills up. Over two years ago, he said “I’m going to put these boxes of books in the sewing room just temporarily!” Two years later, they’re still in there. When I say “Are you going to move those boxes of books?” he says “Where would you like for me to put them?” I want to say “the donation box”, but I don’t. Vince cannot make a trip to the flea market without coming home with a bundle of books. I haven’t seen him read a real book in years. He reads on the Kindle.
When he mentioned the exercise equipment . . I said NO! I don’t want to feel greedy (but I guess I do) but that’s my sewing/craft room. It has the sewing machine, the serger, the coverstitch machine, my cutting table, the walls are lined with shelving units and they have everything from fabric, to tubs of yarn, to boxes of freeze dried food and canned foods. There’s a love seat in there, along with a recliner. I’ve always had a sewing/craft room that’s been 100% my space. I have a stitching setup with a magnifying lamp and when Vince wants to watch TV in the downstairs family room, and it’s something I don’t want to watch, I go sit and stitch in the sewing room and leave Oscar with Vince. I go in there and sit with Boots, I sit in there to read, it’s my place of solitude and I’m just not willing to give up a few square feet because I know soon, the entire room will be “our” room and no longer “my” room. When we bought this house, since we hadn’t seen it, Jeremy sent me a copy of the drawing with room measurements and we decided that would be my sewing room so it isn’t like I came in before he got here and decided which room would be mine.
He has his shop that is heated and cooled. The downstairs garage is probably 25′ x 14′ and it’s heated and cooled. There’s a third bay in the main level garage that’s super long . . like for a boat or something. Vince uses that whole side for storage. His storage includes shovels, weed eaters, mowers, etc. but we don’t have a lot of that stuff here.
Both of us have a LOT of things we need to get rid of. I asked him this morning if we can start going through two boxes each day, putting things where they belong, donating or tossing. He said yes . . we’ll see.
Wish us luck . . one – that we get the downstairs garage cleaned out and two – that the exercise equipment doesn’t end up in the sewing room.
Am I being selfish and unreasonable?