I was looking through some old posts and came across the first one I posted about painting the room. Ya know...I still haven't finished it. I got one and a half walls painted, which is the norm for me. I rarely ever do anything straight down to the finish line. I think it is because my dad told me once in my formative years that I never finish anything, either that or he was just right. I always start out planning to finish, but I get so excited to use whatever it is that I am working on that I just start using it and it doesn't get finished. Or I find something else that I want to do and can't wait to get started. So I start and the first project goes by the wayside. And this is why my house looks like it does. An old joke in my family is that everything is permanently temporary.
So yeah. The craft room. I couldn't wait to use it. So I started moving furniture in and placing bookshelves and tables and dressers where I wanted them. Then I just found my chair so I could sit and do my hand work, that got brought in, with it's cute not so small ottoman. Now the room has this little path from the door to the TV, that branches off to the sewing table. I can either head right to the TV or left to the sewing table. I actually go left and then grab the remotes and turn on the TV.
The room is so packed with stuff that it seems like it would be impossible to get anything done in there. On the other hand it is really, really cozy and homey feeling. It's like being in a cocoon. Safe and comfy. The room? It's great to go off and close myself up in. If the girls are being verbal and loud at each other, I wander off in there, close the curtain (there's no door) and grab a book or some stitching and just be in peace (relative peace, I can still hear muffled arguements going on).
I just need to get in there and finish some projects! New habits are hard to form, but since I love being in there, it shouldn't be too hard to start.
Hope your week is a great one!