A couple of years ago I was fortunate enough to buy a little house in Vancouver. The poor old thing was probably a tear down, but after a lot of work it was made quite liveable. For my first three years in the house, I made do with a very damp, very smelly sewing room in my basement . . that is until last summer. I made an amazing friend last year who also happened to be an electrician and all round clever handyman. One day, he came over, demolished my old scary basement, made a little bit of electrical magic, and after a lot of painting help from my Mom and my Aunt and Uncle, and the installation of a new furnace and hot water heater, I was left with a beautiful, highly functional sewing/creating space. Check it out!
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My super-bright, highly functional workspace. |
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Looking out into my backyard. |