new fitzfab hq
We moved. It was time to downsize, time to save money and time to get away from the kind of landlord who’d chop down an ancient cherry tree in a backyard to “save” a ramshackle old garage on the property’s edge. I miss the miles of windowsill in the old place, as do my houseplants, which now are figuring out the new spot’s light situation, but the change is a good thing.
Now we live on the top of a coachhouse that has oddball windows everywhere, a bigger kitchen than before and a loft where I now attempt to craft though I can’t seem to spread out enough to cut fabric. And with an Important Dress to mock up, I need me some room!