After spending 6 months stuck into that teeny tiny craft room while The Mister took over my upstairs living room, I couldn't take anymore. As soon as Daughter vacated the premises, I re-claimed my living room and better yet, I also claimed a larger front downstairs bedroom as mine. All mine. It used to be The Mister's exercise room which meant it was a storage area for unused equipment. Not anymore.
Daughter was even nice enough to leave me some extra shelves which will soon house my ever growing quilting stash. All I need now is the energy to run up and down the stairs a million times transferring all my crafty stuff into my new sewing room. As for my other little upstairs room-it will still be mine also. It will continue to be the woolly room. With the sewing stuff gone, the spinning wheels can now all be put to good use again and I can finally unpack my giant yarn and fiber stash. It is going to be wonderful.