Heaven!

I just spent an hour quilting - quilting! - in my new studio. Not only is my sewing machine on a taller desk than at my old house (so less hunching over), but it's right next to my computer, so I can surf the internet while sewing. Send e-mail while seam-ripping! Download porn while pinning! Er, maybe not that one, but having the computer right nearby is a great excuse to change positions and do something non-crampy every 10 minutes or so, the way I'm supposed to if I don't want to turn into the Tylenol Tyrant the next day. Of course, now my unfinished projects will mock me when I pay bills, and my unbalanced checkbook will sneer at me as I sew, but hey - at least I don't have to run up and down the stairs every time I write a pattern now.