You guys really came through with the “you can get that room clean in one day!” support yesterday – thank you! As it turns out, the photography has been rescheduled for tomorrow morning, so I could have had an extra day. No biggie, though. It’s neater than it’s been in recent (and even not-so-recent) memory, and that makes me very happy.
So happy, I’m even thinking we can actually eat at this table this week. Last time we ate in the dining room, Eamonn was in a high chair, about a year old, smearing spaghetti sauce all over his face and eating pasta with his fingers.
We’ve managed to get this space to a point where the crafting supplies are easily contained and organized. And, if we want them out completely for some reason, it’s a relatively simple matter of just moving the tubs to some other room.
That picture I posted yesterday really didn’t give a good sense of just how much junk we had to go through. The table blocked the view of most of it. And, really, I do know that it’s important to just “be real” for the camera, but I couldn’t stomach the idea of that mess being in a magazine. Even a local, regional newspaper-based magazine. For months upon months, I’ve been wanting so much to clean it up, but there’s always something more pressing to do or a deadline looming. It was a gift to me, then, that the looming deadline finally was for the cleanup of the dining room.
Whew. Now all three rooms on the main floor are really looking nice (don’t ask about the rest of the house). If I can keep it this way, I’ll be one happy camper. Oh, I know that life happens, and people make messes, and houses need to be lived in. Trust me, I’m all over that. But I think if we can keep it so that it never takes more than 30 minutes or so to put it back into company-ready condition, that will be a good balance.
When this picture-taking thing is over tomorrow morning, I’ll have a new patchwork scarf to show for it. You might want to check back here if you’re in the market for such a thing, as I’ll be getting it into the shop about 15 minutes after I’ve sewn the last stitch…