Every night I promise myself I will tidy the sewing room tomorrow. Actually, the dining room. Well, my husband calls it the dining room. It looks more like a junk room. Sewing machine, piles of fabric, felt, craft bits and bobs, scissors, cutting mat, ruler, rotary cutter, markers, glue, glue gun, half finished projects, patterns. Not forgetting the detritus of my other hobby, photography. So on the bookshelf there are an assortment of lenses, filters, a flashgun - and on the floor nearby are the camera bag, tripod, monopod. And in another corner is my iMac (for photo editing) and printer.
It never gets tidied. I don't know where to start 
(The room also houses my massage chair, so when the mess overwhelms me I just lie back and close my eyes....)