I chop of fabric and put it back together again. It's a lot of fun. Husband doesn't cut up fabric. He cuts up wood. Lots of wood. But first he draws pictures. Then the wood gets chopped up and he is usually left with only a tiny pile of scraps. He puts all the pieces of wood back together and makes me happy.
This used to be a slightly inset empty wall and now it is a lovely place to pile all sorts of lovely clutter. What's more, those cupboards at the bottom are filled with quilts in one and quilt magazines in another. My knitting fills one of the drawers. Clever Husband!