At least it is supposed to be my office. In actuality it started out as a guest room. If you look in the lower right hand corner, you can see the bedpost. With the arrival of our second child, I had to give up my spacious office on the first floor of our house and move here. I am good with the move, but I haven't able to figure out what to do with all the stuff.
You see, I'm kind of a hobby whore. I love to create. In this picture alone there are enough craft supplies to keep a grade school class busy for MONTHS. Well, months if the class wasn't too big. Towards the end you'd have to be creative - hehee - but that is kind of the point. Hobbies I am currently fluent in - sewing, knitting, crocheting and anything that involves cutting and gluing papers together. Something I'm merely flirting with? Disaster? NO! Scrapbooking! Be concerned.
So there. I've admitted it. I have a problem. Or an office. Or a studio. I can't really tell the difference these days. I look into this room and find myself paralyzed by the overwhelming mess it has become.
However, the problem runs deeper than that. Do you notice was it missing from this 'office'? My computer. My sewing machine. About half my yarn. Numerous craft supplies. And windows to the outside world. The last item I can ignore, but the rest... Not so much. I need a place where I'm surrounded by creative crafty goodness. It need not be perfectly organized, but I need it to be manageable; I need it to stop getting in the way of fabricating my dreams!
So this is my project for the next 2 months. I don't have a lot of time, but I have enough time to tackle this. I am making the time. Next step? A plan.