Pondering purple paint: a post

I have a confession. It’s about my craft room/office space. I consider myself exceedingly lucky to have a whole room dedicated to this stuff, but then I go and treat it terribly. I am ashamed to even post this, but I will do it for the sake of SCIENCE crafting.

 

Brace yourselves.

 

OH DEAR LORD.

OH DEAR LORD.

I would get busy, things would be shoved haphazardly into the room, and sadness would ensue. (Although, to be fair to myself, I had just taken down two shelves and shoved a whole bunch of stuff into this corner.)

Anyways, I finally got sick of the dumping ground and declared war on my craft room. It started on Pinterest, because that’s how these things go these days. I got some great ideas for yarn storage, because that’s my biggest challenge:

This is an old photo. I actually added twice the shelving later.

This is an old photo. I actually added twice the shelving later.

As you can see, I may have a bit of a yarn stash problem (in the same way that Hunter S. Thompson had a bit of a drug problem).

 

Thing the first: Remove the yarn from the scene of the crime.

This was one of four giant boxes. I still ran out of room.

This was one of four giant boxes. I still ran out of room.

 

Thing the second: Paint. And not just any paint. This is the one room of the house where nobody can tell me what I can and can’t put on the walls.

The lady at the paint counter thought I was nuts.

The lady at the paint counter thought I was nuts.

It’s purple! So very purple! Blindingly so. At night you can probably see it from space.

or at least from my driveway

or at least from my driveway

Next: I organize, spend WAY too much time thinking about shelving, and attempt to find my dog in this disaster.

I know she's in there somewhere.

I know she’s in there somewhere.

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