Sewing Room Armageddon

Abdicate: v, To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach
-play on words from Washington Post

It’s not good. I’m in the middle of sewing room Armageddon. Nobody will go upstairs. I took everything out of the sewing room (well almost everything) and I’m throwing out and redoooooing the whole place. I’m removing all things plastic. Why? Well I’ll tell the secret if you promise not to tell anyone or promise not to laugh. I HATE ALL THINGS PLASTIC. Rubbermaid, Tupperware, cutlery…especially cutlery..boxes, drawers, food containers the list is endless. I KNOW this is a problem but we all have our little ”  things”    right? My disdain for plastic is legendary..kinda. I think I stepped on one to many legos when my kids were little or had to squeeze myself into their  Little Tykes playhouse too much…Anyway I just hate all things plastic with one exception I do like my Tervis Tumbler.  You are  just going to have to accept me as I am. So, a year or so ago I went temporarily insane and  bought all these plastic drawers…now they are TOAST I could not live with myself. I’m working through this you will see.
I threw all this junk on the bed in the guest room.       


oh LORD I APOLOGIZE!



Plastic..drawers…TOAST








Lets just call it for what it is. CRAP EVERYWHERE.




And then there is this 15 bags o’ Scraps.I’m so ashamed! Going back in.I will leave a trail of bread crumbs please don’t forget me.