Note to self: I must have a bigillion Prisma pencils such as this,
organized and gradating in every color of the rainbow.
I MUST have shelves, upon shelves, upon shelves of orderly craft supplies, neatly displayed for easy use.
I WILL have a craft/laundry room one day. Is this not the best idea ever?! I can imagine spending hours in there doing “laundry.” This would be my happy place and the husband would never suspect.
Or even this sweet little nook will do. Just as long as there are lockable doors.
What’s with the crafty spaces, you ask?
I had a busy weekend working on La Petite Maison projects. And I have to say that it is really coming together! So exciting!
But I digress.
I spent 5 hours making a coffee table. Well, the first time that is. Let me explain.
After holding the sides of the table to allow the glue to completely dry, I set it down on my makeshift work area. I admired my work briefly before my five-year jumped on top of my bed, slid on my silky sheets and landed with a thump, like a giant on top of my masterpiece.
The second mishap was due to my husband not being able to see the tiny acrylic coffee table. In what seemed like slow motion, I yelled, “NOOOOO!” As his shoe kicked it clear across the room, breaking in several pieces.
Needless to say, I would kill for a craft room. One where I could leave sharp things out and just lock the door! One where I can create while sitting on an ergonomically correct chair without my back-breaking! A space where everything has a place and where I have no worries!
So currently I am stalking Martha. Here is her craft space.
Can you imagine what madness goes on in here? I imagine that behind doors and inside drawers are the most spectacular things. I am like a kid in a candy store just thinking of it. I can smell her lavender-scented drawer liners and can feel the stacks of beautifully organized paper. I am weak in the knees!
Watch out Martha I am watching you.