The last six month were exhausting. After I started my new job in September, I moved to Cambridge. The flat I rented was very small - too small for Lescha and me - and I hated it. Why did we rent it? Because we thought we can live there for 6 month, find a better place and town to live and then move on.
|View from my sewing table.|
But as it happened, we were wrong. Being confined to a small space and being unhappy about the situation, my inspiration went zero. I didn't knit, I didn't sew. I read books instead (which is not bad).
Then before Christmas we started to look for a flat in Hertfordshire, aiming to live somewhere in the middle between Cambridge and London (our working places). We succeeded and moved into our new flat mid February. It is a lovely two bedroom house. So plenty of space.
|L-shaped tables with cutting mat and sewing machines. The iron is also close by!|
The new location means that I have to drive to work. Just the thought to drive on the left and on busy streets scarred me like crazy - I'm still scarred after having made my way to work for 3 weeks. I keep telling myself that I will be fine soon.
Our new flat feels like a home already. One of the first things I did was to get my sewing machines out and organise the
|Shelves full of fabric, sewing patterns, sewing books, notions... and my mannequin.|
So tell me, did your sewjo ever go down because you were unhappy? I really expected the sewing to pull me back to happiness, but it didn't. Have you made similar experiences?
|There is sleeping couch covered in one of my quilts as well. So if guest are staying - no sewing for me.|