Yesterday my design wall fell down, on my head! I wasn't the least bit hurt, but I was shocked, and then annoyed. This has never happened since having a design wall anchored by Command hooks. There was hardly anything on it but a small quilt, some patterns and a drawing. But the sticky strips didn't hold and while I was out at a girlfriends' meeting, the thing started coming undone. I walked in and noticed the quilt was on the floor, bent over to retrieve it and the whole thing fell over on me. Hmmm.
For some time I had been thinking that the studio was feeling cluttered and that leads to messy habits. So this falling design wall instigated a rehash of the room.The former design wall has the phone landline outlet so I need something there to hold the phone, so I moved my serger there, facing the doorway, for good feng shui. (I know I'm nuts about this).
The sofa has to stay, despite my desires to have it gone, as there is no where else to put. Yet. The dogs like it there, and you know they take precedence.