My sewing room - the awful truth

Part of my New Year's resolution was to clean my sewing room.  I have to tell the truth, as much as I nag my daughter to clean her room, I have a secret inner slob.   I hate cleaning and I hate to take the time to clean while I am working.  Honestly, if my husband didn't sweep I would be ankle deep in snipped threads and fabric scraps.  That said, I would love to have one of those beautiful, inspirational sewing rooms, I drool over pictures of those organized creative spaces.  But, I have come to the realization I will never have one of those rooms, mine will always be organized chaos.  That's how I work best, with organized chaos.  I am embarrassed to show these before pictures, but I made a promise to myself that I would open up and embrace my inner slob.  While I was looking at these my thought was, how sad - how in the world could anyone be creative in this space?  The room in no way reflected me, my designs, or my workmanship!  I take pride in the quality of my products, why didn't I take pride in where they are made?  So I made another promise to myself, I would make my space a place that is a reflection of my work and finally squash that inner slob.  It's been a slow process, the after pictures are coming soon - I am still working on the finishing touches.