Craft Room Revamp

Over break, I used by IKEA wares to reorganize my craft room.  I needed to take out the big bins and put smaller bins In their place so that things epwere easier to find and access.

The IKEA bins are on the third shelf.  I put scrapbook paper in the ends to tell what's in each bin.  Also, I managed to clear out 4 squares since this picture and I brought all my craft books back into the room.

I bought this lovely organizer at Michael's to organize the scrapbook paper I kept and that opened up space in my little cupboard for my stamps, stickers, remotes, and knitting notions.

And lastly, I organized my yarn by weight and managed to empty on bin on the bottom and filled it with my project bags.  Of course, I did not yet clean out the side of the cabinet as you can tell by the crap piled there (Don't tell my dad).  Actually, since this picture, the pillow is in the chair, the box is in the closet and the bag got thrown away.  

I continue to purge and downsize. My goal is to empty the yarn storage unit and move it to the bedroom.  Soon, my stash will be small enough to do this.  I could do it now if I weren't so darn tired and achy from being on my feet all day to monitor the ACT. Sooooo boring.

😜

Mental Health Day

I had one of those days on Monday where I became filled with anger.  I don't know why.  I don't know what set it off.  I was a time bomb. I did not lash out at anyone, I remained contained.  So,when I woke at 4 this morning still steaming about nothing I decided I needed a day.

So, I knit.  I sat in my craft room watching Kojak and knitting.  I got 7 points on my hitchhiker completed. I cleared out three of my craft room bins of shit that's been sitting there "just in case." I have a giant bag full of these items and no one seems to want them.  I'll package them for a yard sale and if they don't go then, they get pitched.

My ball of yarn noticeably diminished.  I feel renewed, lifted, and ready to try again tomorrow. Cleaning out spaces does this to me.  I honestly don't know how hoarders live with all the weight of their crap on them. My husband is a hoarder of sorts. I honestly don't understand keeping things for years even after they have no use.  BUT, I give him his spaces and I close the doors and I avoid the clutter.

Andrew had a rough day today, too. He'll never admit it, but he's about to come unglued too. He's trying to find work and having no luck.  But I looked up from my knitting to see this, so maybe he's coping better than I think.