The occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way: "a fortunate stroke of serendipity".
I love that word. Serendipity. I even enjoy saying it aloud. It rolls right off the tongue in a happy kind of way, almost musical!
Are the things that happen in our lives serendipity, determination, or are our fates planned when we were created? Whatever you believe, I think we all can agree that "a fortunate stroke of serendipity" is a welcome thing.
I have a huge project going on right now. My sewing room in the basement is bursting at the seams. The room that opens up to it was supposed to be a family room. We have decided we don't really need a family room, and it seemed perfectly logical (at least to me) to expand my crafting area! An overflow sewing room, a craft studio, call it what you will! I am so excited!
Talk about serendipity. We have been saving pieces of lumber and all sorts of building materials over the past several years for the family room, so we have plenty to work with. Literally. And now, it is time to get started! I promised my husband as soon as the room is done I will clean and organize the entire basement. He's no fool. We live in fear that the Hoarders show will come knocking at our door to film an episode in the basement. Is he building the room out of love, or to get out of the awful job of cleaning the basement? Probably both.
I have been trying to think of a name to call the new room and have finally decided it will be called my Serendipity Studio. After all, it is "Serendipity" that it just happened to turn into a room for me - and it will be a "Studio" to house the excess from my overflowing sewing room. I am going to put all things not directly related to sewing or quilting into the new room - painting, crochet, knitting, embroidery, papercrafting, paper mache, and of course glitter! All my vintage collectibles gathered over the years. . . figurines, books, aprons, doilies, and handkerchiefs will finally have a proper home.
My granddaughter will be delighted to find her very own sewing station, with a brand new Hello Kitty sewing machine . . . just for her. She has the soul of an artist and the love of creating. My daughter, her mother, also has an artist's soul but doesn't realize her potential . . . yet. Believe me - I have plans for both of them! I really want to encourage them in any way I can. The sewing machine is supposed to be for her birthday in May, but we'll see how long I can stand it before I give it to her! My daughter and I have great difficulty keeping a gift a secret until the right time. She will usually call me and tell me she is so excited that she got the most perfect gift for me and wonders if I can't stand waiting so she can tell me now.
After much prompting from several of my sweet blog buddies, I have decided to share my journey from beginning to end and let you all in on the excitement. I protested that I didn't think anyone would be interested, and they promised me that some of you would. I sincerely hope it is as much fun for you, following my progress from post to post, as it will be for me.