I must confess, after I saw Elizabeth's post about cutting, I had a moment of, "I'm not alone!" Cutting has never been my favorite step of the process, but lately it has crept out of the realm of "necessary evil" to "just not gonna do it." Part of it is situational. For the last 6 weeks or so, we have had to keep our two cats separated, as one of them had a very traumatic accident that resulted in her having half her tail amputated, and we aren't taking any risks with the (larger, rowdier) cat accidentally reopening the wound by roughhousing. However, in a one-bedroom apartment, this means I have no room in which there is not a cat. This means my cutting choices are:
1. Try to cut with a cat around. This is nigh impossible, as both of them will jump straight into the middle of any fabric as soon as it's laid out.
2. Cut on the concrete floor of the storage unit behind our apartment. While this is the most viable option, I just can't take the hard floor for very long, and no heating means that I really hate it right now.
3. Sneak into work on Sunday to use big tables in conference rooms. This one keeps occurring to me, but will most likely never happen. I'm less worried about someone seeing me than I am not having access to an iron during the process or driving all the way there, only to forget something important.
I would love to come up with a solution that doesn't involve spending money, but at this point I think my best bet is to buy one of these folding tables from JoAnn's.
I've got some gift cards for there left over from Christmas, and I feel like if it keeps me from completely dreading one part of the process, then it's worth it. The reviews are either "it's total crap" or "it's wobbly but useable." At this point, I'm willing to take the gamble, as otherwise I may never be able to get any sort of momentum going if cutting every project is like pulling teeth. I'm aware there are other sturdier tables around, but they all appear to be far out of my price range. If I still had access to my dad's garage, I would probably attempt some sort of DIY hack first, but at this point, it's not an option. This would be able to stay in the storage unit and not require any help to put up and take down (crucial for those nights when I get home and want to make the most of my 1-2 hours of time before I'm falling asleep but the BF's playing WoW and can't help), and would save my back and knees.
Any words of wisdom for those of us in small spaces? All of this just makes me LONG for the day when I can get a house. I am so not an apartment kind of girl. I guess if my productivity rockets up in the next week or so, you all will know that I bit the bullet and the table works. Or that I quit my Ph.D. program and have decided to pursue life as a seamstress. Probably the table, though. ;)