Frightened of My Craft RoomBy Veronica Smith – 36 Comments
My craft room is my nemesis. I am very lucky I have a craft room all to myself that doesn’t double as anything else. In 2000 we built a house to our needs, once again we are very fortunate to have been able to do that. So why then does this one room terrify and intimidate me at the same time?
It all started so very simple, we moved in and all was perfect in there. I gave up my job when we moved in to become a full time mother to our then 3 and 10 year old daughters. Money was short so I worked from home. First I did piece work sewing for a company so everything had to be perfect in the craft room in order to determine what was theirs and what was mine. I slowly went mad doing that so I began my own business sewing and crocheting. An odd assortment of fabrics, cottons, zippers, buttons, lace, and various other things all built up in my room with my precious yarns and threads.
Then I started to study, something I had always wanted to do and I just completed that. It took me five years so the poor craft room fell by the wayside more each day. No sewing happened, only crochet was done because I could bring it downstairs out of the scary room to be with the family, and to get away from “the chaos room”.
I am as much of a culprit as anyone else in the house for the room’s demise. Somebody would need something for a school project, hubby would need some soft cotton for a ‘rag’ to polish his car, needle and thread were required for quick button fixes and yarn was needed for me. Since I wasn’t really using the room as much, when something was pulled out and the relevant item retrieved (sometimes causing a mini avalanche), it never went away properly. It sat on the sewing table, the wrong shelf, not back in the cupboard or more unfortunately the floor. I have teenagers and when they are asked to help with the weekend clean-up they put the things that are too hard to deal with in my craft room. I have found bandages, band-aids, a Tupperware container, pens, pencils and anything else that was deemed ‘fiddly’ and they couldn’t be bothered to put away correctly. As per usual Mr. Nobody did it. As the room deteriorated so did my desire to fix it and my fear of it escalated. I am sitting here typing this instead of actually doing something about it. I am also looking at general housework as something I ‘want’ to do, I want to do anything instead of venturing into “that room”. In fact I was just looking in the kitchen and thinking that I could wash the walls – who wants to wash walls? Me apparently.
I need to get it tidy and sorted so I can finish putting away my yarns that I have sorted and cataloged, that are still sitting in my bedroom because I cannot finish the final step of organization (see my inability to do this final step in “How to sort your yarns – method 1 and method 2)
Are you stuck in the same situation or something similar? How does your craft room or craft area look?