Roam About the Craft Room
I finally started scrapbooking again! I used to be very into scrapbooking, but haven’t been in the mood for a long time. This week I had the shocking realization that my main reason for not scrapbooking is cleanliness. Isn’t that sad when I have an ENTIRE ROOM just for crafty purposes? It never feels worth it to take out all the supplies I need, do one or two pages, and then put it all away. Ideally, organized better than it was when I found it.
I have this mindset that, with no one messing up my house, there’s no excuse for not keeping things in pristine condition at all times. I do like it that way. But I need to stop “curating my domestic museum” and live once in a while. What’s the worst that could happen? Someone comes over unexpectedly and sees one room NOT looking like a catalog? Or I have to spend a little time tidying up before company comes?
So I’m trying something crazy. Instead of putting everything neatly away from scrapbooking the other day, I left it out. The next night, when I had an hour or so and was in the mood for more scrapbooking, I picked up where I left off… and took out more stuff and left that out too. I felt so free and rebellious! Caution to the wind! Creativity unlocked! Imperfection embraced!
Besides, most of the stuff for my garage sale is stacked up in that room anyway.
About Brenda W.Christian. Memphian. Reader. Writer. True blue Tiger fan. Lover of shoes, the ocean, adventure, and McAlister's iced tea. View all posts by Brenda W. →
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