Lee is not sure how Lez will meander her way through a quilt shop's worth of fabric but I'm sure she'll find a way.

Heaven help a guest who is using our guest washroom and happens to open the connecting door to the second bedroom, aka the quilt room.

Yes, the Mid-Arm quilting machine has claimed its space, along with a nice big desk for me to put the laptop on, and the sewing machine and cutting mat, and ironing pad, or whatever. You get the idea. Oh, the nice little closet is stacked to the roof with totes of fabric. The storage space and the door to the bathroom is inaccessible. Gotta go around.