So, I was down in my creative space this morning to do some good work but, after cursing for the umpteenth time as I tripped on a pile, something crashed to the floor, or not finding what I needed, I gave up and took a look around. Sheesh! This place is a mess. I haven't really cleaned up or organized since the whole holiday frenzy and it kinda looks like a craft bomb went off in there. I am a person who does not tolerate clutter and mess well in my home. In fact, I am a bit of a neat and clean freak (Don't get me wrong, I do like to make a mess and get muddy and such outside) As you can imagine, I have had to do some letting go since my child arrived. It remains a struggle that I continually deal with, especially since I have the feeling that I am cleaning constantly but, there seems to be a perpetual hurricane in my house tearing up the joint. Anyway...
I went upstairs, made myself a cuppa tea and daydreamed of beautiful sewing studios with lots of light and well organized work stations. Like the ones pictured above. To give you an idea of what I am working with: Our house is a little 800 square foot cottage, a constant work in progress. We have an unfinished half basement which holds the washer/dryer, camping gear, bicycles, my husbands tools, bookshelves, sports equipment, firewood, the canning shelf, bits of furniture and heaps of boxes filled with...well I couldn't honestly tell you. My sewing room/nook/corner/cave/area is in one 5x9 corner of the basement partitioned off with hanging sheets. I share it with some quiet but industrious spiders and a clover that grows through the crack in the tiny light-less window. (and no, I will not be showing you a picture of it until it's cleaned up) I will not even tell you what all is in this sewing area, let's just say it all fits together like a wonky Chinese puzzle. There isn't any heat down there and the lighting is pretty dismal, I work under a florescent shop light. I know, it sounds like I am complaining but I'm not (O.k. maybe just a little), the truth is I feel incredibly fortunate to have this little space and overwhelmingly blessed to have our sweet little house. Owning a home was not something I would have believed could ever happen in my life so, I count my lucky stars. I will feel much better once I get in and organize the place.
Still, it is fun to dream. I dream of sewing studios, my husband dreams of a woodworking shop and my girl dreams of pink ponies. What do you dream of?
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I've been dreaming of getting organized and getting rid of stuff i no longer need...There's just too much stuff here! I'll just have to get going on that!
It must be something in the air. I've been dreaming about this too. In fact, I cut out a picture of a room I came upon that I love and put it on my bulletin board in my work area. I did do some spring organizing last week and folded all my fabric, etc. that made me feel a little better!
You might think this is funny. I opened your post and began looking at the pictures and I said to myself as I looked "Oh wow, I just KNEW she had the coolest looking house, and look at her awesome craft room, she has such great ideas." Then I actually got to the reading part, and realized it wasn't yours, but hey, doesn't it feel good to know that it was exactly how I had pictured your spaces in my mind?!
My wish is to unclutter my basement. Maybe while we are in Portland, we could go Salvation Army, IKEA or antiquing to find a cupboard??? Papa could watch Stella.
Hello Lola Nova!
Thank you for stopping by my blog.
I FEEL your pain! I would just need to take that paragraph and Find/Replace "basement" with "garage" and would be my world!
A real me-space would be such a dream!
On the other hand, inspiration is the product of constraint. Necessity the mother of invention. Maybe a less-than-optimal workspace can have some unintended benefits. That's what I'm hoping for. Maybe I'll invent a twist of the time-space continuum and create an alternative universe for my stuff. Or may I'll stack some crates...
Have fun!
-Nancy
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