I’ve been itching to move things around in the studio for a few months.  But now, I finally have a good reason.  When all the shelves fell down, I decided to take that opportunity to move my desk upstairs to the bedroom.  I wanted to keep my personal computing separate from our public space.  That and I’m embarrassed to have people over for dinner with my paper-strewn desk smack dab in the middle of it all.  But now I needed to fill the empty space between the tall cabinets on the dining room wall.  The process went something like this:

Hmm…  a 4×4 Expedit would be nice there…  but I’m not sure one house is allowed 4 Expedits…

What if I took the one out of the studio and moved it into the DR?  And then bought those FLARKE bookcases for the bolts..  and then moved the longarm 90degrees…  and then moved the sewing table over here and then did this with the cutting table and then made a pressing station and then…..

Yeah.  I do get carried away sometimes.  Of course, when I realized that it would give me open space to measure custom clothing clients without being in the living room, I flipped the switch and started to move stuff.  Sweet Richie was nice enough to grant me his services with moving the actual furniture pieces.

The result: