I have a love/hate relationship with the space I refer to as my “studio.”
My dominance of the downstairs was kind of gradual, beginning when Honey kicked me out of asked me to relocate from the dining room (I think it had something to do with a sewing machine, serger and constant fabric piles taking over our dinner space). Over time, I’ve gone from having just a small desk with a sewing machine and serger, to completely taking over every square inch of our den/Honey’s former office. And that’s where my discontent arises.
- It’s a pretty nice-sized space.
- I don’t have to share it with anyone.
- It’s out of the flow of traffic, so I can leave it messy, if I want.
- Convenient bathroom access.
- Windows overlooking the backyard.
- It’s an L-shaped space.
- With SIX doors (laundry room, garage, closet, bathroom, extra bedroom, backyard).
- And a stairwell.
- The backyard doesn’t get much sunlight.
- And the windows are underneath our deck.
- What little natural light there is does not reach where I do most of my work.
- There is one piddly light fixture.
- And it’s at the bottom of the stairs.
- Ratty old nasty stained carpet.
- Which is great solely for hiding pins.
- Oh and the bathroom needs a new wall because of a water leak that destroyed the drywall.
Goodness knows I’ve done my best to make it work. Added lots of bright furniture and fixtures. Upgraded the original rinky dink light to the current piddly light fixture. Started saving for new flooring. Mounted an under-cabinet light fixture to a hanging shelf affixed over the sewing table. Researched track lighting and drywall replacement.
While thumbing through the latest issue of Studios magazine at the gym today, I had an epiphany: I can resolve my mom cave discontent by merely rearranging the furniture. As the light bulb appeared over my head, I heard a “well, duh!” from my inner snark monster.
Next week, while the boys are both out of school, I’ll get them to help me measure the room and all the furniture, then start playing around with the layout in Illustrator (what? you don’t use your graphics program for rearranging rooms?). Maybe I’ll even browse around the Ikea web site for inspiration and maybe gift ideas for Santa.
I promised my husband I would wait to actually move furniture until after I get new flooring (fingers crossed that it’s by February!), which gives me plenty of time to plot the perfect space. Although maybe I’ll get a head start by fixing that darn bathroom.